Second Marriage

Chapter 228 How About I Rub Your Wound for You?

As soon as Manfred mentioned the hospital, Kennedy immediately narrowed his eyes domineeringly as

he shrank his black eyes a little. And he thought to himself, “Manfred has the woman's cell phone in his

hands. And Manfred is in the hospital. What does this mean?”

It meant that something probably had happened to that woman.

At that moment, Kennedy felt that his heart seemed to be tightly pinched by something and that he had

difficulties breathing.

Kennedy’s voice was with suppressed anxiety and darkness as he said, "Which hospital are you in?"

Manfred recalled for a moment and then said a name. After that, he added, "Well, I am here. You

should take care of the things on the company’s side first. You don’t need to rush over."

Then he hung up the cell phone and returned the cell phone to Charlotte.

As soon as he turned around, he realized that he had been covering Charlotte's mouth with his hands.

Because as Charlotte wanted to speak just now, Manfred directly raised his hand and covered her

mouth without allowing her to speak.

Charlotte furrowed her eyebrows tightly.

"Sorry." Manfred handed the cell phone back to her with a faint smile, "I want to be selfish for once."

Charlotte suddenly felt subtle in her heart. While Yanis by her side blinked nervously. And after a

moment, Yanis was wildly happy in her heart as she thought to herself, “Judging from Manfred’s look…

He seems to be deep in love with Charlotte.”

"The patient has been sent to the emergency room. It is estimated that she won’t come out for a

moment. You two are injured like this. I will send you to check your wounds first."

"Don't." Seeing that he got up to pull her, Charlotte immediately refused his proposal, "You should take

Yanis away first. I'll keep watch here."

Manfred furrowed his eyebrows and said unhappily, "Charlotte."

Charlotte pursed her lips and said in a cold voice, "Brother, this is a very important matter. Please don't

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Manfred was at a loss for words.

Yanis's face changed.

After a long time, Manfred revealed a bitter smile, "I can't do anything with you as usual. Since you

insist, I'll take Yanis away to treat her wounds first. And when she comes back to guard on your behalf

here, you can follow me to treat your wounds."

Charlotte probably felt that there was no difference in his arrangement like this. So she didn’t make

another sound.

She and Yanis were hurt quite badly. And the women had hit them quite hard.

The visible bruises on their bodies made them look battered.

The unseen ones worsened the internal injuries more.

As Charlotte moved her arms and lifted her legs now, she felt that the bones of her body were in pain.

As women were fighting, they were indeed terrible.

She smiled to herself and shook her head.

It was unknown how long Charlotte had been sitting there. However, as Charlotte leaned back, she was

so tired that she wanted to close her eyes. Then she heard the sound of a wheelchair rolling.

The more she heard the sound, the more familiar she found it was. When the sound of the wheelchair

reached her, Charlotte opened her eyes abruptly and saw Kennedy who was close to her.

It had been such a short time ever since Manfred had hung up the call. And how come Kennedy

actually… appear in front of her?

"Woman with a bigamous marriage!"

He angrily grabbed her shoulders and sized her up and down with a cold and harsh look in his eyes.

And when he saw that she had been injured all over her body, his black eyes were welled up with

anger, "Who hurt you like this?"

He seemed to think of something and looked around, only to see her here alone. So he coldly

questioned, "Where is Manfred?"

Hearing his words, Charlotte slowed down, moved her pink lips, and whispered, "Can you move a little

lighter… My shoulder hurts."

She had been injured. AS he pinched her shoulders at this moment, she felt that her whole body

seemed to be breaking off.

Kennedy, who was stunned, came to his senses and found that her face and lips were both pale. Then

he hurriedly let go of his hands.

The expression on his handsome face became even more gloomy. And there was hostility lingering in

his eyes.

A moment later, he clasped her wrist, "Come with me to see a doctor."

"Don't. It hurts." Charlotte pointed to her wrist.

Kennedy paused as he didn't let go of her in the end. Instead, he gently pulled her sleeve up. When he

saw her fair arm was covered with various-sized and intricate scratches and pinch marks, his black

eyes burst out with a powerful hostility.

"Who did this to you?"

For no reason, Charlotte felt that she was gentle in her heart.

It was clear that Manfred had told him to take care of the company’s affairs. However, a few minutes

after hanging up the phone, he appeared in front of her. In her opinion, if he hadn't come here by

trespassing the traffic lights, he should have been here in a flying car.

As for why he would be so anxious about her, Charlotte now didn’t want to bother about it. She only

knew that he was now concerned about her.

Her voice became somewhat gentle as she said, "The person who hurt me is more seriously hurt than I

am. Kennedy… I probably have been involved in a quite serious matter."

Hearing her words, Kennedy couldn’t help but frown, "What's going on? Say it clearly!"

Charlotte put on a faint smile and said softly: "What if I say that I probably will go to jail because of

hurting someone this time? If I go to jail for life and that I can’t get out, then you won’t…. have to be

worried in the future."

As she said the last sentence, she even lowered her head and looked at her toes without saying

another word.

Kennedy had been tightly knitting his eyebrows, wondering what exactly this woman was babbling

about.

Charlotte suddenly exclaimed, "Ah." She, who was stunned, looked up at Kennedy who pulled her into

his arms, "You..."

Kennedy cupped her tender chin and said in a clear and cold voice, "Although I'm not sure what

happened, my woman is not someone who can touch randomly. Whoever has hurt you like this, they

surely have to pay ten times the price."

Charlotte was at a loss for words.

"Next, tell me the original story. Don’t leave any detail out."

However, Charlotte shook her head, "I don't want to say it."

Hearing that, Kennedy narrowed his eyes domineeringly, "Do you want to die?"

"I'm in pain." Charlotte sucked her nose and suddenly took the initiative to lean down close to his chest,

reaching out to encircle his neck, "My whole body is in pain. I don't want to say anything to explain to

you."

Originally, Kennedy wanted to lose his temper. However, as she yielded to hold his neck and whispered

to him that she hurt...

The anger that was about to be bursting out just now disappeared all of a sudden. For no reason,

Kennedy felt gentle in his heart. Looking at the thin little woman in his arms, he swallowed a mouthful

of saliva into his dry throat.

"Where does your body hurt?"

Charlotte closed her eyes, "It hurts everywhere."

Kennedy paused, "Then… How about I help you rub your body?"

Charlotte was speechless.

Nathan who followed Kennedy over here was speechless as well.

He thought to himself, “Please don't treat me as someone invisible, okay? Ohhhh. I will part with you

with a smile on my face!”

Charlotte didn’t answer. But Kennedy indeed reached out and covered the back of her neck where a

large part of bruises had been covered. As she snuggled down, he could see it clearly when he looked

down.

Her neck, which was originally fair and smooth, was covered with bruises at this time. Kennedy, who

was heartbroken and annoyed, covered her neck up with a little force and rubbed it roughly.

Charlotte's body trembled a little. And he felt gentle in his heart. Then he moved with his hands much

more lightly, gently rubbing the wound for her.

"Do you feel better?"