Second Marriage

Nathan’s words were like a punch in her gut. Charlotte could only lower her gaze dejectedly.

“I know that…”

Nathan only realized that his tone was too grave when he saw Charlotte’s shift in her mood, “I know that my words are ugly, but you should understand what I’m to say, Ms. Wilson. Anyway, you were to never bring this up ever again, otherwise nothing I can do will save you from your troubles.”

After finishing his sentence, Nathan turned around and left.

If Charlotte was someone who was sensible, she would choose not to mention this again.

Charlotte continued to stand motionless in that corner for five minutes more before knocking on the door.

“Come in.” Kenney’s voice was seeping with coldness and indifference, and there was still a hint of anger mixed within.

Kennedy was not seated like how he was usually behind his desk, but rather he was taking in the city views outside the French window. With the coldness in his voice at the back of her mind, Charlotte inched forward silently.

There was a depressing silence hanging over the room. When Kennedy sensed that the visitor had no intention to initiate a conversation, he spun around his wheelchair with a frown on his face.

What came into his view was Charlotte’s pale and sickly face.

Kennedy asked with a frown on his face, “What are you doing here?”

Charlotte raised her head and met his deep eyes, “I’m, I’m your assistant after all.”

Did he completely forget about what had happened previously?

Upon hearing that, Kennedy couldn’t help lifting the corner of his lips and let out a cold laugh, “Do you think that I have any use for an assistant who don’t even know how to make coffee?”

Charlotte bit her lips while clenching her fists.

“I will try my best next time. I wonder what suits your taste buds? Can you tell me?”

“Even if I tell you, do you think you can make one that is exactly to my liking?”

Charlotte nodded.

Kennedy formed an ironic smile on his face, “You really think you are capable of doing that?”

Nevertheless, he still wanted to give her a chance. He placed the cup of coffee in his hands onto his desk and said, “I’ll only give you one chance. Make one that exactly tastes like this one.”

Charlotte stared at that cup of coffee momentarily before picking it up and turning around to leave the room.

one of the documents on the desk to study it. After ten minutes had passed by,

of it

wasn’t coming

Why did she need to use more than ten minutes to

by silently, and there was

that woman was actually doing. Was she challenging his patience? How could she take away his cup of coffee and disappear without a trace?

a loud slam on the table, Kennedy furiously replaced his documents on the desk. He was about to check on her, but at the same time, he heard

on her face while carrying a cup of coffee into the room. She was obviously trying to dodge Kennedy’s

twenty minutes of my time.”

voice sounded, and it was like a

mention any time limit

catch in his throat. His fury suddenly caused

match. She swiftly

the coffee

got a whiff of that aroma and an imperceptible shift occurred on his face. His eyes were narrowed into a

know that this cup of coffee wouldn’t be able to compare with the one you made, but I promise you that I’ve

when

looked like a pet who was abandoned at the

reached out and hold

and a

the sudden shift in his temperament, so she reflexively took a step back and stared at him with fear in

her unhappily, “Are you scared

could only nibble

as if her thoughts had been seen through in

yet another sip before finally returning the cup to her. Charlotte took

point in space somewhere else, and he replied coldly, “You manage to make

smile appeared on her face, “Are you serious? Does that mean that I

Her voice was lively…

at the Moore family house. She always had this frightened look on her face and it was evident she was living her life here with fear all the time. However, a smile broke out on her face, and it made her pretty face light up considerably. His eyes gradually softened too upon

the deepest corner of Kennedy’s heart. He was annoyed by it

tugged at the tie hanging down from his neck and snorted, “Who told you that you can stay here? What are you going to do

nowhere, and Charlotte instantly paled as she gripped

it seems that you’re going to

him defiantly, “How can

but are you innocent too? If that child learns that

slashing at Charlotte’s heart. Her face was drained of