Marry Me Twice (Kennedy and Charlotte)

Chapter 105 Shall I Remind You of That

Kennedy’s hands were in the air. He was frowning at her.

What was going on with this woman?

Charlotte did not talk to Kennedy, but quickly got into the quilt, covering marks on her neck.

Kennedy was unpleased to see that she covered up the marks.

“What are you doing?”

Charlotte hid in the quilt, revealing only a head in the outside and looking at Kennedy.

“Last night you...” She stammered and couldn't speak.

Kennedy stared at her sharply, “What?”

“Did you?” Charlotte again unconsciously wanted to bite her lower lip, but thinking of what he had just

said that she always bit her lips, she controlled herself not to do that.

“What?” Kennedy knew that she lost her mind at that time and might not know who he was, so he

asked her who he was at the most important juncture. When she shouted out his name, Kennedy had a

strange feeling.

Now she asked about it, he wondered if she remembered what had happened last night.

Charlotte stared at him for a moment. “When I asked you to leave, did you leave?”

She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.

Kennedy said, “No.”

No? Charlotte's eyes trembled. “Didn't you leave? Then you......”

If he hadn't gone, then... Charlotte paused for a while and then asked in a low voice, “Are you all right?”

Kennedy’s forehead veins jumped. He narrowed his eyes to look at the woman. She seemed to be

worried about him. It was obvious that she did not remember what had happened last night and was

still worried about him.

“Don't you know if I'm all right?

“Er...”

“You don't remember what happened last night?” Kennedy asked.

Charlotte was silent all of a sudden. She dropped her eyes and then said, “Last night... All I remember

is that you came into the room, but Gerald had the incense burned in the room, and if you came in...

You will be... you will......”

“What?” Kennedy narrowed his eyes to stare at her.

Charlotte was too shy to say it and her cheeks went red.

“Go ahead.” Kennedy did not intend to let go of her.

Charlotte avoided his eyes and whispered, “Don't you know incense? If you are drugged, you will feel

uncomfortable, but you are...” incompetent? Of course, Charlotte didn't say that.

Instead, she put it another way, “Gerald heard the rumors and thought you were... So he's trying to get

back at you. Are you really all right?”

Kennedy finally understood what she was talking about.

He was angry that she completely forgot what had happened last night and thought he was impotent.

“Mr. Kennedy?” Charlotte called him since he had no reaction.

Kennedy rolled his wheelchair to get close to Charlotte, “Are you worrying about my body?”

Charlotte paused, and then shook her head. “I just thought they were using me to bring you here, so...I

feel guilty, don't get me wrong.”

Kennedy suddenly pulled her out from the quilt. Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

“What are you doing?” Charlotte exclaimed, and wanted to push him away, but was stopped by

Kennedy.

He grabbed her wrist and put it on the scratch of his face.

“See? It's all your work.” Kennedy’s voice was deep, like mellow wine across the throat.

What? Charlotte was surprised, looking at him. When he came in, she noticed the scratch on his face

and wondered what was going on. Did she make it?

But why didn't she remember it at all?

“Including these...” Kennedy moved with her hand to his lips.

It was broken.

Charlotte's heart began to tremble.

What did he mean?

Kennedy grasped her hand more tightly, because he found that she wanted to take back her hand, “Do

you want to deny it?”

“What?” Charlotte widened her eyes, “I don't know what you are talking about.” If the scratches on his

face were made by her, she would admit it, but his lips...

Did she bite it? Charlotte couldn't remember what happened.

“You don't know? You seem to have forgotten all about it.” Kennedy sneered and hold her neck from

behind, “Shall I remind you of that?”

Charlotte looked at him at a loss. Kennedy leaned over and got his lips close to her ear.

“You held me last night, begging me to help you...”

Charlotte completely changed his face.

“I didn't want to help you, but you kept coming at me and taking my clothes off...”

“You – stop that.” Charlotte interrupted him with a trembling voice. “Last night I was drugged. I don't

remember anything at all.”

As words fell, Charlotte's mind came to a few pictures.

In the picture, she was holding Kennedy’s neck, sitting on his legs and rubbing and even kissing him!

She seemed to hear her own voice, “Help me...”

The voice was charming, which was the effect after the drug.

Charlotte completely was stunned in situ.

“So it was you...?” Were those purple marks all over her body made by Kennedy?

At this thought, Charlotte pushed him away in disbelief and looked at him. “Last night we...”

“Remember?” Kennedy’s eyes were cold as always, but there was pleasure in them.

“I think of some clips.”

“Is it the part you seduced me?”

Charlotte’s eyes became complex, she unconsciously gave a glimpse at the place between his legs,

“Don’t you have a problem with that? How come?”

‘Aren't you impotent?’ but she didn’t say it out.