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

Chapter 77 Worried about Her

In the darkness, the sound of keys colliding was especially loud in the silent night. Then the door

opened.

Two figures appeared in the dark space.

"Assistant Wilson?" Nathan looked at the dark room and took out his phone to turn on the flashlight.

For a moment, the room was illuminated.

Then Kennedy saw a small figure shrinking in the corner, with hands clutching her knees and burying

her head.

She was like a cat curled up.

The hair band fell and her hair scattered, hanging messily on both shoulders, covering her face and

ears.

Inexplicably, Kennedy affected by the despair and coldness emanating from her body.

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"What's wrong with her?"

Nathan heard the inquiry and only then stepped forward, "Assistant Wilson?"

She did not respond or move but just sat there.

"Assistant Wilson? Assistant Wilson?" Nathan was scared to found that she did not move at all, so he

continued to call her.

However, the person huddled there still did not respond, as if she was dead.

Nathan looked back at Kennedy, only to see a circle of gloom around his eyes. He exuded gloomy and

cold aura.

"Mr. Kennedy……”

Kennedy rolled the wheelchair up to Charlotte and said coldly, “Raise your head."

No response.

Nathan's heart was beating uneasily. What was going on with Assistant Wilson? Did those men beat

her?

"I have no patience. I'll give you three seconds to raise your head." Kennedy added.

But she seemed to have not heard his words. Kennedy's eyes jumped, suddenly he thought of

something, grabbed Charlotte's wrist and directly dragged her up.

The petite person was pulled up by him without resistance, and a pale face appeared in Kennedy's

eyes.

Nathan behind him couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air.

Kennedy's eyes were cold as he looked at Charlotte in front of him.

The usual fair cheeks were bloodless at this moment, even the pink on the lips also faded. Her clean

eyes were as calm as water, with no life at all.

Kennedy asked in low voice, “Tell me, what happened to you?"

Charlotte sat unmoving.

Kennedy found that her eyes did not have focus, as if she could not see him.

Damn it!

What the hell was wrong with this woman?

The anger suddenly came to him and he said to the people behind him, "Find out what is going on?"

Seeing that Kennedy was so angry and Charlotte’s soul-less appearance, he realized the seriousness

of the situation and went to call someone.

The room was left with Kennedy and Charlotte. He pursed his thin lips and said in a cold tone, “What is

wrong with you?"

Charlotte kept her original movements and didn't move.

Damn it!

Kennedy narrowed his eyes, staring at the woman with a pale face and unfocused eyes in front of him.

For the first time, he found that he was helpless against a woman.

He could not beat her or scold her.

Because her appearance surprisingly made Kennedy feel guilty. If not because of him, she would not

become like this.

"Are you playing dumb with me, or you really can't see me?" Kennedy asked again.

The fact was that Charlotte was really not responsive. Kennedy dragged her into his arms. Charlotte

like a puppet doll was pulled into his arms, lightly lying in his arms.

His cold hands slowly encircled Charlotte's thin waist, adjusted her position, and let her lie in a stable

position in his arms. And then he slowly cared the back of her head with other hand and said with deep

voice.

"Let me know if they bully you, and I'll get justice for you."

The person in her arms did not respond.

"Woman, you'd better wake up. I forgave you last time you cried drunkenly. Now you're making a scene

like this, will that solve the problem?"

But despite his words, Charlotte still did not give him a reaction.

Nathan soon brought a man over. As soon as he entered the door the man shivered and asked, "Mr.

Kennedy, what happened?"

Hearing the words, a powerful aura blossomed out of Kennedy's body, and he gazed sideways at the

man.

"What did you do to her?"

The man shivered and his feet trembled, "Mr. Kennedy, we did nothing.”

They knew this woman had an unusual relationship with Kennedy, how could they have done anything

to her?

Kennedy looked the man coldly like a sword.

The man was instantly frightened, fell to the floor with weak knees, and he could not speak well.

"Mr. Kennedy ……we really did not do anything to her. Nathan told us not to touch her, so we took her

to this room, waiting for your command."

It didn't look like he was lying. But why did she become like this?

Kennedy narrowed his eyes, “Did anything happen in between?"

The man paused, recalled something and then said, "Nothing happened. She was very quiet after we

locked her up."

Kennedy gaze suddenly became complex.

A few moments later the man suddenly exclaimed, “Because she was too quiet, we forgot her and did

not bring her food at noon and night."

As the words fell, the man seemed to have predicted his death, and his body trembled.

"What did you say?" Before Kennedy said a word, Nathan shouted, “Are you inhuman? You let her be

hungry for a whole day?”

"Sorry, Mr. Kennedy, we really did not mean to. She is not speaking, could it be that she is starving?"

She had not had food for a day and she was pregnant, maybe she was really starving.

Nathan felt guilty in his heart, and could only say, “Mr. Kennedy, why don't we go back first. It’s hard for

Assistant Wilson to be hungry all day."

Kennedy's gaze was like electricity, but he let Nathan push him downstairs.

At some point, Charlotte, who was lying in his arms, had already closed her eyes and was sleeping in

his arms.

Only when she got into bed did Kennedy found that she had passed out.

Kennedy's face changed, “Go directly to the hospital, call Nanny Chan to make something easy to

digest and send it over to the hospital."