Second Marriage

Chapter 2 Please Me Then

Charlotte opened her tired eyes and crashed into a pair of deep and cold eyes.

The man looked austere. He had a high-bridged nose below his deep-set eyes and his thin lips were

curled into a line. Although he was sitting on a wheelchair, he possessed a unique and unapproachable

aura.

“Christina Wilson?”

Charlotte’s mind only went blank for two seconds; she instantly sat up from the bed and stared at the

man in panic.

She nodded nervously as she had gotten married on behalf of Christina and she certainly did not dare

to expose her identity.

Kennedy sneered and his eyes went colder. He took an envelope from his pocket and tossed it to her.

Charlotte picked it up carefully and opened it to have a look. She realized it was all about her sister,

Christina’s photo and personal information.

It seemed like he had investigated the person he was going to marry thoroughly.

However, why didn’t he speak a word during the wedding?

Charlotte tightened her grasp when she held the envelope and bit her lower lip. She threw a glance at

Kennedy with her black eyes without his notice.

“Does the Wilson family seriously think they could brush me off with anyone just because I have

problems with my legs?”

Charlotte stood up and her long wedding gown was dragged along the ground. She lowered her eyes

and muttered. “I’m the daughter of the Wilson family too.”

“The daughter who just got divorced? Are the Wilsons treating the Moore family as a recycle station?”

His straightforward reply made Charlotte almost unable to raise her head. She bit her lower lip hard. It

was true that women who were in a second marriage were always disgusted, yet it was because of

this, she was asked to get married to the son of the Moore family by her parents.

Without waiting for her to reply, the man’s cold voice hit her soul. “I’ll give you five minutes. Explain for

yourself and get the hell out of here.”

What?

Charlotte lifted her eyes and met his. “No!”

She can’t leave! If she had admitted, that meant the Wilson family would offend the Moore family in the

future and how could the Wilson family get a foothold in B City until then?

She regained her composure, lifting her wedding gown and walked towards Kennedy. She explained

softly, “My sister has a boyfriend; she won’t want to marry into the Moore family.”

“So you made the decision yourself to do so instead?” Kennedy’s lips curved into an unpleasantly

disdainful smile.

Charlotte braced herself. She once again lifted her eyes and met his cold eyes. “I know this is an

arranged marriage by our parents. To you, it doesn’t matter who you marry. Or else, you won’t agree to

this marriage.”

She was not sure whether she managed to persuade him or not and she continued. “Instead of

marrying someone else again, why don’t you let me stay? I promise I’ll stay out of your business.”

Having said until that, she raised both her hands to swear. Her black eyes were full of determination

and courage, and there was a cautious look on her pale face, as if she was afraid that he would not

agree to that.

This look…

Kennedy squinted and looked at her from head to toes.

At length, he snorted. “Why should I want a woman like you since I can get any woman I want?”

Charlotte’s face went cadaverous at once and her lips trembled. Without waiting for her to speak,

Kennedy turned around and moved his wheelchair towards the door.

Charlotte wanted to chase after him after being startled for several seconds, yet she was stopped by

his subordinate.

“Ms. Wilson, please mind your behavior!”

Looking at Kennedy’s aloof and cruel back, Charlotte was in a bundle of nerves. She shouted from

behind him. “If you don’t let me stay, I’ll tell everyone you’re impotent!”

The ‘grenade’ was tossed and she had gone all out.

Her words made Kennedy and his wheelchair jolted to a halt. He did not move but his head had slightly

turned around. There was a cold light from the corner of his eyes and his voice seemed to come from

hell. “Who are you saying impotent?”

His dangerous eyes resembled those of an animal which was hiding under the dark night, as if he

would pounce on her and tear her apart if she dared say one more word.

What was going on? He was a disabled person, but how could he had such a powerful aura?

Charlotte Wilson, there was no way of turning back now.

She gritted her teeth, clenched her fists and looked into his eyes firmly. “Unless you let me stay.”

Nathan Myron who was at the side had his mouth agape and eyes widened. The young missus Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

seemed petite yet she was bold enough to challenge their young master.

Kennedy had adjusted the direction of his wheelchair and he was approaching her slowly. His eyes

remained locked on her and she subconsciously backed up for two steps.

Kennedy who was sitting on the wheelchair soon went to her front. His movement was fast and he

immediately clasped his hand onto her thin, fair wrist.

“Who did you say impotent just now?” His voice was icy and his eyes were sharp.

“Let, let go of me…”

The abrupt approach made Charlotte panicked at once. His strong masculine aura had pressurized her

greatly.

The domineering and dangerous feeling he gave her made her remembered the night one month ago.

The man inside the car that time had the same domineering aura as the man before her. Charlotte’s

face went pale when she realized she had remembered that night again. What happened that night

was a humiliation to her.

“You want to become my wife that greatly? By all means?”

When she was in a daze, the man’s voice beside her ear had pulled her back to reality and she

widened her eyes.

Sweat broke out on her forehead. “You’ve also consented to the wedding, didn’t you? You knew I

wasn’t Christina, yet you didn’t expose me during the wedding.”

“So what?”

“Let me go first.” She pushed him.

Kennedy sneered. “As a remarried woman, why are you so nervous? You’ve not done this kind of thing

before?”

Charlotte looked into his eyes firmly. “Hey, don’t you go too far!”

“I can let you stay, but first, you have to please me.”

It was not the first time Kennedy met a woman who coveted wealth replaced her sister to marry him.

Charlotte’s face went pale and her lips trembled.

“Can’t do it?” With brooding eyes, he pinched her chin with one hand and spoke slowly. “Looks like it’s

not because of me being impotent, it’s you being not attractive enough.”

After finishing his words, he pushed her away.

Charlotte fell backwards and leaned against the door. She gazed at him with a messy look.

Kennedy ordered his assistant to push him away. Watching their backs, Charlotte gently bit her lower

lip.

Did she succeed?

Was she able to stay?

She touched her chin which hurt due to the pinch and returned to the bridal chamber.

She waited for ten minutes and there was no commotion.

She heaved a sigh of relief. It seemed like she had succeeded.