Marry Me Twice (Kennedy and Charlotte)

Chapter 47 She Has Nothing



Chapter 47 She Has Nothing

“No.”

Charlotte turned back.

Kennedy’s eyes were still cold, and his words were like a poisoned knife.

“I hope the next time when you sit in a coffee shop as my assistant and talk to someone about

cooperation, don’t lose my face.”

Charlotte turned a little pale on face at the mention of her clothes again. “Is that dress really so

important? Do you care about appearances so much?”

“There is no need to look into the heart of a person who is not capable of even basic dress.”

Charlotte, “......”

She was speechless.

Charlotte was so angry that she wanted to walk away, but she failed to do so when she saw him sitting

in the wheelchair. If she left, how would he do when he got into trouble?

So she could only stand in place. After a while, the clerk said to Kennedy, “Sir, the clothes have been

packed.”

“Send it to this address.” Kennedy gave her a name card. The clerk took it and then widened her eyes,

“The Moore Group? You, you are?”

He nodded.

“Ok, ok, I understand!”

In the B City, few people did not know the Moore Group.

“Can we go now?” Charlotte did not want to stay here any longer, she said when they had finished their

conversation.

Kennedy agreed. And Charlotte pushed him away.

The murmur of several clerks was heard before they left.

“I am jealous. Who is that woman? Mr. Kennedy bought so many clothes for her.”

“I don’t know, she seems to have no money. If only someone does that to me.”

“Why does Cinderella always find the prince? And why can't we?”

Charlotte heard these comments and secretly tightened her fingers.

Perhaps she was really Cinderella. After all, she had nothing and her parents did not love her.

However, she knew clearly that Moore was not her prince.

Diana had a word right.

For Charlotte who was pregnant and remarried, Moore was dangerous to her.

After returning home, Charlotte went back to her room, and Kennedy went to the study.

Charlotte checked the information. Suddenly she thought of something, picked up her phone and bag

and went out.

The Wilson family.

“Mom, why did you cook dinner again that I don't like? I'm not having dinner today!” Christina sat to the

table, picked up the chopsticks and found she did not like the food, so she put down the chopsticks and

bowl, got up and was about to leave.

Seeing this, Belinda got up and stopped her.

“Christina, you are thin and you are still picky about food.”

“Mom, I'm not picky. But you are bad at cooking. I can't eat what you cook.” Christina said angrily and

went upstairs.

“Christina...” Belinda sighed helplessly, sat back to the table and whispered, “Let's have dinner first,

and later I'll get something she likes.”

Bruno sat opposite her, with anger in his eyes, “You spoil her. Look at what she has become. She

doesn’t even have dinner, let her starve to death.”

Hearing this, Belinda's face changed. “Bruno, how could you say that? She's your daughter!”

“My daughter? What's a daughter like that for? She is poor in academic performance and cannot help

the family. And she is picky about food.” Bruno sighed, “I wonder how Charlotte is now.”

At the mention of Charlotte, Belinda's face grew paler.

“Is Charlotte all right? She hasn't called us since she got married, and I feel embarrassed to call her.”

“How could you let her replace Christina? She just got a divorce!”

“What's the matter? Are you blaming me? I had consulted with you, you agreed. And you blame me?”

Bruno did not speak.

“Do you think I am not sorry? I am sorry for Charlotte, but we only have two daughters. Charlotte got

divorced and she could not find a good family to marry into. I can't let Christina have a life like her.”

Bruno kept silent.

The doorbell rang.

Belinda put down her bowl and chopsticks and whispered, “Maybe it is Christina's boyfriend.”

After opening the door, Belinda was slightly shocked, “Charlotte?”

Charlotte stood awkwardly in the doorway. “Mom.”

“Why are you here?” Belinda thought it was Christina's boyfriend.

Charlotte stood on the spot and was completely confused when she saw disappointment on Belinda’s

face.

She was embarrassed.

She married to the Moore family for Christina, and her parents have started to hate her?

She was not welcomed as she came back from the Moore family?

Charlotte's eyes were dim and she whispered, “Mom, I've come back for something.”

Hearing the gloom in her voice, Belinda realized that she had made a mistake. She smiled kindly and

gently took Charlotte's hand, “I thought it was Christina boyfriend. Have you had dinner yet? Come in.

We are having dinner, come and eat.”

Charlotte walked in the house. Bruno saw her, got up and walked towards her.

“Charlotte, gave you had dinner? Sit down and eat together.”

Charlotte had not eaten with her family for a long time. Seeing the familiar table and smelling the

delicious food, she nodded her head and said, “Ok.”

After sitting down, Charlotte found the table empty. © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

“Where is Christina?”

“Christina shows ill temper and doesn't eat.” Smiling, Bruno put a piece of meat into Charlotte's bowl

and explained softly.

Charlotte was surprised, “She is still picky about food?”

“Your sister is spoiled by your mother. Come, eat more. You've lost weight these days. Have you had a

bad time in the Moore family?”

Here, Bruno was suddenly sad and put down the chopsticks.

“It is my fault. I should not have let you replace Christina to marry into the Moore family.”

“Bruno, what are you talking about?” Belinda said, “Now it's the fact. Don't say that.”

“Dad, I'll be fine.” Charlotte said with a smile, “They are kind to me. I'm just trying to lose weight

recently. Moreover, the Moore family is famous in B City. I am satisfied that I can marry into a rich

family after I got divorced.”

Hearing this, Belinda was gratified, “Charlotte, It is good that you have that thought. Indeed, you have

already been divorced, and it is good for you to marry into the Moore family.”


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