Her Second Marriage, Being Mr. Moore's New Wife novel Chapter 630

Puzzled, Alice stared at him, and Kennedy gave a low laugh.

"Like a wife trying to catch her traitor husband."

It made Alice stiff, she looked at Kennedy’s eyes, "You want to tell me you have something to let me catch?"

Kennedy did not do anything wrong. Alice was to test him, but he did not hear it out, after all, he did not see the call records, also did not have any emotional involvement with the woman called Vera Hayes.

So his conscience was clear.

"Right?” Seeing that he was silent, Alice asked again, but she looked anxious to Kennedy.

Kennedy slightly lowered his eyelids, "Didn’t you smell me? Huh?"

Alice, "..."

Indeed, he smelled of himself and nothing else.

However, because it was too clean, it was suspicious, plus Alice had heard the woman's voice.

The woman's voice was much softer than hers. It sounded like a younger girl.

At this thought, Alice finally realized a serious thing.

It'd been five years. She was not any younger.

For a woman, she had already entered the age of gradual decay, but Kennedy, who was now in his prime, was quite different.

Alice’s eyes became cold and she pushed him away.

Her mood dropped almost instantly, and Kennedy felt it immediately. Seeing that she was turning to go, he went up to her and hugged her from behind, leaning on her shoulder.

"Don't believe me?”

Alice slightly turned her face and looked at Kennedy leaning on his shoulder through the corner of her eyes.

"Don't you know the more perfect you are, the more suspicious you are?”

Kennedy frowned slightly, "Who said that?"

"Never mind, have you changed your shirt? Did you take a shower? Are they all disinfected?"

Alice smiled sarcastically, saying, “You get rid of all those traces and become perfect. It s fun to deceive yourself while deceiving others?”

At first he thought she was joking, but now he realized that she was serious, hearing her mocking tone.

Immediately, Kennedy frowned deeply, asked with confusion, "You don't believe me?"

"What do I believe in you?” As long as Alice thought of that soft and lovely female voice, she was angry and could not control herself.

Alice pushed away those big hands that held her waist, turned around to look at Kennedy and sneered.

"You didn't show up for several days, saying you were on a business trip abroad, but I don't think so."

Kennedy fixed his eyes on her, frowning tightly. His breath was cold and no one knew what he was thinking.

Was she so mad?

Did it work because of his tricks?

What the fat man said worked, didn't it?

Although Alice’s words were ironic, her expression on showed she was angry.

But Kennedy was pleased, because he knew, if Alice did not care about him, she would not be so angry.