Her Second Marriage, Being Mr. Moore's New Wife novel Chapter 77

In the darkness, the sound of keys colliding was especially loud in the silent night. Then the door opened.

Two figures appeared in the dark space.

"Assistant Wilson?" Nathan looked at the dark room and took out his phone to turn on the flashlight.

For a moment, the room was illuminated.

Then Kennedy saw a small figure shrinking in the corner, with hands clutching her knees and burying her head.

She was like a cat curled up.

The hair band fell and her hair scattered, hanging messily on both shoulders, covering her face and ears.

Inexplicably, Kennedy affected by the despair and coldness emanating from her body.

What was going on? Kennedy frowned and sounded unhappy.

"What's wrong with her?"

Nathan heard the inquiry and only then stepped forward, "Assistant Wilson?"

She did not respond or move but just sat there.

"Assistant Wilson? Assistant Wilson?" Nathan was scared to found that she did not move at all, so he continued to call her.

However, the person huddled there still did not respond, as if she was dead.

Nathan looked back at Kennedy, only to see a circle of gloom around his eyes. He exuded gloomy and cold aura.

"Mr. Kennedy……”

Kennedy rolled the wheelchair up to Charlotte and said coldly, “Raise your head."

No response.

Nathan's heart was beating uneasily. What was going on with Assistant Wilson? Did those men beat her?

"I have no patience. I'll give you three seconds to raise your head." Kennedy added.

But she seemed to have not heard his words. Kennedy's eyes jumped, suddenly he thought of something, grabbed Charlotte's wrist and directly dragged her up.

The petite person was pulled up by him without resistance, and a pale face appeared in Kennedy's eyes.

Nathan behind him couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air.

Kennedy's eyes were cold as he looked at Charlotte in front of him.

The usual fair cheeks were bloodless at this moment, even the pink on the lips also faded. Her clean eyes were as calm as water, with no life at all.

Kennedy asked in low voice, “Tell me, what happened to you?"

Charlotte sat unmoving.

Kennedy found that her eyes did not have focus, as if she could not see him.

Damn it!

What the hell was wrong with this woman?

The anger suddenly came to him and he said to the people behind him, "Find out what is going on?"

Seeing that Kennedy was so angry and Charlotte’s soul-less appearance, he realized the seriousness of the situation and went to call someone.

The room was left with Kennedy and Charlotte. He pursed his thin lips and said in a cold tone, “What is wrong with you?"

Charlotte kept her original movements and didn't move.