Damn it!
Kennedy stared at her red skin impatiently.
Was this woman made of water? Why did it become like this just by wiping tears for her?
“Stop crying.” His voice was hoarse and his eyes were dark.
Charlotte raised her head from his arms and stared at him with blurred eyes.
The look was accusatory, and a moment later she struggled. “You wouldn't believe me anyway. I wouldn't need you to take me to the hospital.”
Kennedy did not move, but stared at her coldly.
She struggled again, but this time he pressed her wrist.
“I do.”
Charlotte stared at him in astonishment, “What...What did you say?”
“I believe you?” Her stunned eyes made him irritable. He gave a low rebuke and then clasped her waist and tightened. “I said I believe you, do you hear that?”
Charlotte did not answer, because she did not expect Kennedy would believe her.
Moments later, Charlotte lowered her eyes and still visibly depressed.
Kennedy’s eyes were gloomy, “Can you go to the hospital now?”
“Nathan, drive.”
Nathan nodded and started the car.
After the car drove out a minute, seeing that she was still depressed, Kennedy said in a cold voice, “If don't want to go to the hospital, I can use another way to help you.”
At first Charlotte did not hear it clearly, and when she figured out what he said, looked at him with astonishment, “What did you say?”
Kennedy held her chin, leaned forward slightly and covered her with the cold male breath.
“What a good reason, isn't it?”
“No!” Charlotte refused him without even thinking about it!
Kennedy narrowed his eyes, “Dare you refuse me? Do you dislike me?”
He pinched her chin with his big hand, bent down and sucked hard on her lips, then backed away from her forehead and gasped. “Or do you want Manfred to detoxify you?”
Hearing the name of Manfred, with her pupils shrunk, Charlotte shook her head, “No!”
Her reaction was big, which made Kennedy feel surprised, “Why are you so excited?”
But hearing that she said no, Kennedy was pleased and then he showed a smile, “So you want me?”
Charlotte was stunned by his words. Before she had any reaction, Kennedy suddenly circled her neck with his long arms and held her in arms, “Answer me!”
“Well...”
Suddenly, Charlotte did not know how to answer.
She did not expect Kennedy would ask this question. She did not understand what was in Kennedy’s mind.
They were in cold war, and he hated her, but every time he seemed to like flirting with her and was excited about it.
As now, his inky eyes glowed green, like the light of a wild animal upon its prey, with a sense of possession that she could not escape from his palm.
Subconsciously, Charlotte swallowed one mouthful of saliva.
“I...”
That was a question she wouldn't answer.
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