“Let me give it some thought.”
In the end, Diana sent Charlotte back to the Moore family house.
“Three days will come and go in the blink of an eye. Lottie, make up your mind fast, and give me a call if you need anything.”
Diana’s words echoed in her ears and Charlotte’s heart was extremely heavy at the moment.
“Lottie, if you want to continue staying with the Moore family, you’ll have to abort the child. The Wilson family can’t have two failures as their daughters!”
Charlotte studied herself in the mirror. What should I do? Did she really have no other alternatives other than getting rid of her child?
While still thinking about it, wheels rolled down the floor toward the room. Charlotte immediately tensed up and flung open the door to the bathroom to see Kennedy entering the room.
Their eyes met, and Charlotte instantly averted her gaze. She nervously headed to the far corner of the room.
“Stop right there,” he called, his voice sending a chill down Charlotte’s spine.
Charlotte stopped in her tracks, as if her feet were glued to the floor. She didn’t dare to move an inch.
“Have you made up your mind?” Kennedy asked, a mocking smile playing around his lips.
His gaze was dangerous, similar to a leopard’s while stalking prey in the jungle.
Charlotte laced her fingers together while biting her bottom lip hard. “Didn’t you give me three days?”
Kennedy raised his voice, and his gaze dripped with venom. “Do you really think I have the patience to wait that long?”
Charlotte’s eyes widened in horror. “Are you not planning to keep to your word?” Her eyes were written with shock and incomprehension.
Kennedy narrowed his eyes and let out a bitter laugh. “If you want to play this game with me, I’ll go along with it for now. However, the rules are set by me.”
Was he referring to the whole ordeal as a game? There was a new life in her belly, but he only viewed the ordeal as a game.
“If you feel cheated and frustrated, all the better. Pack up your things and leave the Moore family once and for all.”
When she heard Kennedy’s words, Charlotte slowly clenched her fists.
He was trying to provoke her to make her leave the Moore family by her own volition.
Since there was still time left until her final deadline, Charlotte decided not to have a meaningless argument with him. She turned around and headed to the small corner of the room she claimed to prepare her bed.
Kennedy had half-expected Charlotte to fly into a rage and argue with him. However, to his surprise, she was able to swallow her frustrations despite her eyes being filled with indignation and fury. All traces of her emotion were gone, like a wind had blown them away. She instead turned her back on him.
She was completely ignoring his presence. He was totally unsatisfied after his verbal punch had landed with no results.
“Nathan, you can leave now.”
Nathan froze when he heard Kennedy’s words. “But Mr. Kennedy, I haven’t helped you-”
“Didn’t she say she wanted to be my wife? You can leave the task to her.”
Charlotte, who was making her bed, paused before standing up.
“What do you need me to do?”
“Tell her about the duties of being my wife.”
Nathan glanced at Kennedy with doubt in his eyes. He couldn’t see what Kennedy was going with this, but he still followed his orders anyway.
“Mr. Kennedy’s legs are not fully healthy, so you shall standby whenever he is taking a bath. You have to be able to attend to any of his requests and do whatever Mr. Kennedy asks you to do.” Even though he made sure his message was clear, Nathan still worried about leaving Kennedy with Charlotte. He inched toward Charlotte and whispered something in her ear.
Charlotte listened intently, but the more he said, the more embarrassed she felt. Her face blushed slightly as she bit her lip. “Do I really have to do this?”
Nathan couldn’t read her concern as he replied squarely. “Of course. Make sure you do a good job, or else you’ll have to face Mr. Kennedy’s wrath and risk getting thrown out of the house.”
Charlotte was shocked by Nathan’s warning and she nodded profusely. “I understand now.”
Nathan glared at Charlotte for a moment before bidding Kennedy farewell. “Mr. Kennedy, I will take my leave now.”
“Alright.”
After Nathan left the room, he still couldn’t relax, so he pressed his ear against the door to continue monitoring the situation inside the room. There were only Kennedy and Charlotte left in the room. Charlotte recalled what Nathan had told her, and her face blushed once again.
“What are you standing there for? Come here!” Kennedy barked suddenly.
Charlotte jumped up at his voice, then nervously walked toward him.
“Why are you trembling?” Kennedy asked, seeing her shaking with fear and not being able to reprimand her. He then gave another order. “Push me to the bathroom.”
Charlotte nodded at him and pushed him into the bathroom.
The bathrooms in the house were massive, as they were probably built to accommodate Kennedy’s wheelchair. However, when she finally pushed him into the bathroom, the whole place grew colder because of his chilly aura. To her, it seemed like the whole bathroom had shrunk.
“Where are your clothes? Let me go get them,” Charlotte asked cautiously while trying to remember what Nathan had told her.
“My pajamas are in the first drawer. Bring me the blue ones.”
“Alright.” Charlotte hurried out of the bathroom and into the room to get his blue pajamas. When she returned to the bathroom, Kennedy had already taken off his shirt and thrown it on the floor. His appearance mildly shocked Charlotte, and she let out a shriek while covering her eyes.
“Why are you screaming for no reason?” Kennedy frowned.
“Why did you take off your clothes?”
Kennedy was unhappy when he heard her words. He turned around and discovered that something still rooted the woman to the floor, not daring to get any closer to him. He looked down at himself and got a good look at himself, and an ironic smile formed on his lips.
“What, are you trying to act innocent?”
Charlotte wanted him to put back his clothes, but her words caught in her throat. He was right. How could he take a bath when he didn’t take off his clothes? With those thoughts in her mind, Charlotte shut her eyes and sucked in a deep breath.
She was trying to calm herself. They were already a couple. Before she married into the Moore family, she thought she was already mentally prepared. She couldn’t get weak-kneed at such a time.
With such a thought in mind, Charlotte controlled her breathing and tried to act as normal as possible.
“I’ve brought you your clothes. Is there anything else I should take note of?”
“Take off my clothes.”
Charlotte froze for a second before stepping forward.
“Help me unbuckle my belt.”
Unbuckle his belt? Charlotte examined Kennedy and discovered for the first time that he had a chiseled chest and flat stomach. Since he was crippled, she figured the muscles on the rest of his body would be lacking since he wouldn’t be able to work out with his body in that state.
“Why did you stop? Didn’t you hear me?” his voice suddenly pulled Charlotte out of her thoughts.
Charlotte met his sharp gaze, then nodded frantically. With trembling hands, she tried to remove his belt. However, she’d had no experience with belts, so no matter what she did, the belt wouldn’t come undone…
Kennedy’s eyebrows furrowed further. He watched the woman who was clad in a layer of cold sweat. She looked very nervous and lost.
“Hey, you must be doing this purposely, right?”
“Huh?” The more nervous Charlotte was, the more difficult the belt became. She was so nervous to the point that she even sounded like she was sobbing. “I, I really don’t know…”
Her hands were so delicate and smooth, and her skin radiated a warmth that permeated his body. Kennedy’s eyes darkened and a storm seemed to be brewing in his eyes.
“Can, can you do it-Ah!”
Before Charlotte could finish her sentence, without a warning, he pulled her into his embrace.