Her Second Marriage, Being Mr. Moore's New Wife novel Chapter 140

Nearly half an hour later, Charlotte and Manfred finally finished eating out and walked out, passing by the room of Diana.

Seeing this, Diana quickly grabbed her bag and followed up.

She followed them, took out her phone, took another picture, and then hid again, acting like a thief.

Having followed them to the parking lot, Diana took a lot of photos.

Charlotte, who had not looked back, suddenly stopped and looked behind.

Manfred stopped his pace. “What's wrong?”

Charlotte took one look at the empty parking lot and said, “Why do I feel like someone is following us?”

Hearing that, Manfred looked around, but he saw no one, and then softly said, “There is no one. Was it wrong?”

Hearing that, Charlotte felt she might be wrong.

“Maybe I was wrong.”

“Come on, let's go home. It's getting late. If you are late, Kennedy will be angry.” Manfred opened the door and put his hand on the car. When Charlotte went into the care, Diana hiding in the corner, panting, took out the phone to take this scene.

Manfred seemed to have noticed something and took a glance at the direction of Diana.

Diana was scared and hid behind the post, with her heart thumping.

Had she been found? Would the pictures she took today be taken away... How was she gonna explain it to Charlotte when we go face to face?

Diana’s heart was disorderly. After a while, she heard the voice of the car departing.

Then she peered out from behind the post and looked at the departing car.

Did Manfred see her?

*

“Manfred, thank you.”

When the car arrived at Moore's house, Charlotte unfastened her seat belt and said thanks to Manfred.

Manfred showed a warm smile and said in a soft voice, “We are families, it is not a big deal, go in.”

“Thank you, Manfred, I will go in first!”

With that, Charlotte opened the car door and left the garage.

Charlotte was sweaty because she had gone to eat spicy fish. After returning to her room, she took a shower directly to get rid of the smell of her body.

When she came out of the bath, Kennedy was still not back.

When Charlotte went to take a towel to wipe her hair, she found that the quilt on the floor was gone.

Her face changed and she looked round at the room. There was only a quilt on the bed, which was Kennedy’s.

That was too much!

Charlotte went directly to ask the maid.

When the maid saw her, her face turned pale with fear. “Mrs. Moore... The quilt... is dirty, so we washed it.”

“Washed?” Charlotte widened her eyes, “but I didn't ask you to wash for me?”

“Sorry, Mrs. Moore. When we cleaned the room, we found the quilt dirty, so took it to wash. Don't get angry.”

Forget it, Charlotte didn’t want to dispute, so she said, “It is ok, can you give me two new quilts.”

They should have one today.

But the maid still stammered, “Mrs. Moore, I'm afraid not.”

“Why not?”

“The quilt... It's not even dry yet.”