Chapter 173:
Kennedy stopped his wheelchair. He looked up and fixed his cold eyes on Charlotte’s beautiful face.
She looked at Charlotte with irony, and even her tone was full of mockery.
“Did I do it on purpose? Charlotte, you think too much of yourself.”
Charlotte turned pale in the face and bit her lips, “You’re clear whether I’m telling the truth or not.”
Kennedy showed an indifferent face, “Get out of the way.”
Charlotte, “……”
Charlotte put up with it and didn’t back down, but turned around and left him behind.
She closed the elevator door before he got there and angrily thought she could wait for the next one.
Asshole!
Charlotte went back to the room and immediately went to take a bath, having the plan to go be after the bath.
As she lay down, Yanis texted her and asked if she had overslept and if she had prepared the dress for tomorrow. He told her that he would come over to her to do her makeup and then they would go to the venue together.
Thinking about Diana’s date, Charlotte asked Yanis about her.
After learning that she could bring the families, Charlotte was in a better mood.
So Charlotte asked Yanis and Diana to get their makeup done tomorrow and then go to the venue.
Then, as Charlotte was about to take a break, she saw a new message. It was a strange head portrait.
She clicked on the message.
{Do you have your dress ready for tomorrow?}
Charlotte felt confused by this message. She didn’t know this person, so Charlotte intended to ignore it. As she was about to leave it behind, she suddenly remembered that she had added Zain’s WeChat ID not long ago.
But she found nothing is his ‘statuses’, and even his ID was English.
Charlotte was silent for a while before replying: {Mr. Nelson?} After a while, she received a reply.
{I asked Megan to prepare a dress for you. She’ll bring it to you tomorrow.}
Charlotte, “……”
Zain asked Megan to give her a dress? What was going on?
{Excuse me, are you Mr. Nelson?}
She didn’t respond. Charlotte sent two more messages but got no response, so she had to give up.
Before she went into the bathroom, Kennedy realized she had her phone in her hand. When she came out, she still had the phone in her hands and kept looking at it. His sharp eyes were as cold as ice.
Charlotte was looking at the phone and suddenly felt the cold air.
She looked up to find Kennedy staring at her coldly. Thinking he was chatting with Zain, she suddenly felt guilty about his stare.
Charlotte regained her vision, turned off the phone screen, covered herself with the quilt and turned her back to Kennedy and then closed her eyes.
She was just chatting, but he seemed angry. He was really autocratic.
This man had a fiery temper.
Charlotte soon fell asleep with the phone in her hand.
The next day, Diana came in while Charlotte was still asleep. Kennedy let her straight into the room and pulled Charlotte out of bed.
“Why are you still sleeping?”
Seeing Diana, Charlotte thought she was having an illusion, “Diana, what are you doing here?”
“I’ve come to wake you up!” Diana reached out a finger and poked her head hard, “You sleep like a dead pig.”
Charlotte looked around and checked that it was her room and she was lying on the floor.
“How did you…?”
“I have nothing to do today, so I came early. Reynold let me upstairs and Mr. Kennedy agreed to let me in.”
Kennedy agreed? Charlotte looked around for Kennedy.
“Stop looking, she’s not in the room.”
Hearing that, Charlotte was finally relieved. She sat up and, just as she was ready to change clothes, Diana leaned over to her, “You don’t share a bed with Kennedy?” Charlotte paused and shook her head.
“I had no idea they had such a bad relationship.” Diana sensed it as sorrow on the surface, but her tone was light.
“Yeah, we’re not a real couple, so we don’t have a good relationship.”
Charlotte’s tone was self-deprecating. “It’s nice of you to give me a place to sleep.” At first, she could only sit outside.
Diana was in a good mood when she learned that they had a bad relationship, because she didn’t need to take action to push them away, but seeing that Charlotte was depressed and self-deprecating, she felt annoyed.
Thinking about this, Diana wanted to say something and suddenly felt bad.
“Charlotte…you’ve had such a hard time in the Moore Family, why don’t you…”
Charlotte grabbed her clothes and got up, “Wait for me, I’ll change clothes first and then have breakfast with you.”
Charlotte went straight to the bathroom. The bathroom door was closed, Diana got up and looked around, and finally opened the closet out of curiosity.
When she saw Kennedy’s suits, she stopped there.
These were Kennedy’s clothes…
The thought of those suits and shirts being on Kennedy’s body made Diana couldn’t help but reach out to touch them one by one and then her fingers finally lingered on one suit.
When she saw the button on the suit, she vaguely felt it was familiar.
In the next second, Diana suddenly thought of something and fixed her wide eyes on that suit. The golden button was the same one Charlotte had given her.
She hadn’t expected this suit to still be here without a button.
If this was Charlotte’s sight…
No way!
Diana’s face paled immediately. When she heard the noise from the bathroom, she quickly reached out to pull the suit down, folded it up and tucked it into the lattice below.
As Diana closed the locker, Charlotte came out of the bathroom, “Diana, why are you standing there?”
Diana took a deep breath and looked back at Charlotte, “The clothes you pulled out of the closet just now were very nice. I just wanted to take a look, but I didn’t expect you to share the closet. And these clothes are expensive, right, did Kennedy buy them for you?”.
Speaking of the clothes, Charlotte paused for a moment before nodding.
“Yes, he thought I wasn’t decently dressed.”
“Well, he’s nice to you, but… he was out of line letting you sleep on the floor, not gentlemanly at all.”
Gentlemanly? She’d never know how to spell ‘gentlemanly’.
Thinking about this, Charlotte turned around with a grimace, “Let’s go downstairs for breakfast.”
“Okay, okay.” Diana looked back at the closet and kept thinking about that suit, she wanted…. How was she going to get that suit off? Or could she take the buttons off.
“Charlotte, my stomach hurts all of a sudden. Go downstairs and wait for me, I’m going to use the bathroom.”
