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Marry Me Twice (Kennedy and Charlotte) novel Chapter 117

Kennedy, “...”

Was this woman a fool?

Otherwise she wouldn't be stupid enough to ask such a question at such a time.

“Am I not obvious enough?” Kennedy narrowed his eyes and said, “Or are you too dull?”

“Charlotte, I only say something once, don't expect I will say it twice to you.” Kennedy said coldly and arrogantly.

Charlotte was shocked and widened her eyes, “What?”

Damn it!

Kennedy, seeing her expression, had the eager to beat her buttocks. He said everything, but she heard nothing.

Kennedy said, “It seems that you don't regard me as a husband at all.”

Charlotte, “What exactly do you mean? I was sleeping perfectly in my little bed before, so why should I suddenly share a bed with you? Is it because you and I...”

Before she could finish her words, Kennedy interrupted her, “Enough!”

The sudden irascibility was frightening. Kennedy’ face became gloomy

“Don't ask, stupid woman. If you want to sleep in your small bed, you can get a servant to help you bring it back. Do you think I want to sleep with you? What a shame!”

Charlotte, “......”

Kennedy rolled his wheelchair and left the room.

After he left, the room was quiet. Charlotte was angry with her chest heaving. It was impossible to ask the servant to help her to move the small bed back, but since he felt that it is shameful to sleep with her, then she would make a bed on the floor.

Charlotte asked the maid for two more quilts. The floor was clean, so she put the two quilts directly on the ground and carried her pillow and things back.

Two of the four sets on the bed were suddenly missing, leaving only the blue sheet and a blue pillow. It looked so empty.

Charlotte finished her things and went to take a bath. After the bath, she went straight to sleep.

Halfway through her sleep, she suddenly felt as if someone was tugging at her quilt.

She was so sleepy that she unconsciously hugged the quilt tightly, but it was still torn off.

Charlotte suddenly opened her eye and met Kennedy’s cold deep eyes.

“What are you doing?” Charlotte questioned aloud.

Kennedy coldly stared at her, “What do you say?”

Charlotte calmed down for a while before she sat up and pulled the quilt tightly in her hand, “I was sleeping well. You robbed me of the quilt.”

“Is the quilt yours?” Kennedy sniffed.

“......”

Well, she took it from his bed.

“Use your old quilt.” Charlotte said, “You let the servant take mine away, so this quilt should belong to me.”

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