Her Second Marriage, Being Mr. Moore's New Wife

"You!" Charlotte turned pale and looked at him with displeasure.

Gerald showed a faint smile, "Am I wrong? You don't have an affair? Oh, right, he is crippled, how can you have an affair?"

Hearing he said that Kennedy was disabled, Charlotte immediately got angry. She held tightly the spoon in hands, "Mr. Gerald, it is not a gentleman's behavior to attack others with words?

"What?" Gerald held out his hands and leaned on the back, sneering, "This is a well-known thing, isn't it? If it were not Kennedy was disabled, how would he grandfather find a woman for him? But it's no use. He's a cripple .Isn't that a curse for a girl? But you may tell him I don't mind doing it for him if he's impotent."

Just then, without warning, a cup of hot coffee was thrown into his face.

Charlotte put down her coffee cup and glared at him through gritted teeth. "You are a playboy. What qualifies you to make random judgments about others. You have no idea what love is? And you even attacked attack others with bad words, you are a villain!"

The people in the coffee shop were stunned by the sight, looked over in amazement.

The cup of coffee was so hot that he was stunned for several seconds before he responded, "Dare you throw it at me?"

Then he stood up, raised his hand and was about to hit Charlotte.

Charlotte stood where she was. Her eyes were unafraid to meet his.

Before his hands touched the face of Charlotte, he was stopped!

Nathan seized his hand. "If you want to hit her, you have to ask Mr. Kennedy if he agrees!”

Then, with a force in his hand, he threw Gerald out.

Gerald knocked down the table next to him and threw himself to the ground.

However, Charlotte was surprised by the incident and looked at Kennedy. She didn't change her face when she faced Gerald's slap. Now, she had a look of panic on her face.

She held tightly the corners of her dress and looked at the Kennedy in the wheelchair.

Why was he here?

He had not come out of the office when she left, but how could he find her here?

Did he know it all the time?

Thinking of the words Kennedy questioned her last night, Charlotte suddenly felt that she was completely stupid.

Gerald got up from the mess. He was punched in the jaw and the corner of his mouth oozed blood. When he got up, he wiped the corner of his mouth and then, with a sneer, grabbed the chair next to him and threw it at Him.

"Mr. Kennedy!" Nathan standing not far away from Gerald did not expect that Gerald would be so mean.

"Ah." Charlotte directly rushed forward to block in front of Kennedy.

Unexpectedly this stupid woman ran over to embrace his shoulders. She seemed to want to block for him. As she leaned forward, her soft hair hit his face, and the scent of womanhood came into his breath as she approached.

Kennedy was shocked.

"What the hell are you doing? Out of the way!" Seeing the chair thrown by Gerald coming this way, Kennedy darkened his eyes suddenly, grabbed the woman's wrist, pulled her into his arms, and then, with the other hand, turned the wheelchair quickly.

Bang!!!!!!

The thrown chair landed with a thud in the open space where the wheelchair had been.

Probably the force was big, so the ground was knocked with some marks.

People in the restaurant almost had heart palpitations when they saw this.

Fortunately, in the critical juncture, Kennedy avoided it with Charlotte.

"You despicable baster!" Nathan was relieved to see that Kennedy and Charlotte were fine. He grabbed Gerald's collar angrily and punched him on his lower jaw.

Gerald was hit because he had not expected to that. Now he had reacted, so he fought with Nathan, scuffling together.

Charlotte still held the neck of Kennedy tightly and closed her eyes tightly. She was so frightened that her petite body trembled and even her eyelashes quivered. But, frightened as she was, she did not let go of Kennedy.

"... How long are you going to hold me?" Kennedy asked in slightly hoarse voice.

Kennedy was slightly absent of mind.

He had been quite calm when the chair was throwing towards him, for he could have moved lightly away, but this stupid woman had come up without thinking. Though it had been a hindrance and a trouble to him, but the desperate act...

It was like a warm stream, along the bone and blood, immerse him bit by bit.

She opened her eyes in fear and looked around. There was no pain.

What was going on?

Noticing that she was holding Kennedy, Charlotte retreated quickly and coughed, "Are you all right?"

Kennedy looked at her with cold eyes and her lips moved. "I'm sorry..."

"What are you sorry for?" Kennedy narrowed his eyes and stared at her. "Don't you know the danger? What are you pouncing on for?" Charlotte, "......"

She didn't want to.

She was scared.

But for a moment, she felt she was his wife, and he was a cripple, so he couldn't escape the attack. She couldn't watch him get hurt in front of her. "Do you know that you come at me will be a burden to me?"

Charlotte moved her lips as if to say something, but realizing that she was all right now because Kennedy had saved her, she kept silent.

"I'm sorry. I did not think that much." Charlotte explained, pinching her fingers in an awkward way.

If she had known she would be a burden to him, she would never have pounced on him.

Seeing her wronged appearance, Kennedy suddenly could not scold her.

It was a fact that she wanted to protect him from danger.

She became his burden. It was an accident.

Besides, how did she know he could duck?

So, Kennedy looked at Charlotte in a complex way.

This woman... What was going on with her mind?

Nathan had knocked down Gerald. Gerald could fight with him at the beginning, but soon he failed. After all, Nathan had practiced. Nathan dragged him to Kennedy pulling his colar. "Mr. Kennedy, how to deal with him?"

Kennedy looked at Gerald as if he were a dead man.

"Is personal attacks funny? Mr. Gerald likes to play with women so much that even wanted to touch my woman. So let's solve him from the source."

Hearing this, Gerald suddenly stared at him, "What do you mean?"☐☐☐☐