Marry Me Twice (Kennedy and Charlotte) novel Chapter 633

All movement and sound stopped at the same time.

Looking at Alice blocking in front of Manfred , Kennedy narrowed eyes staring at her, "You protect him?"

His look was deep, like the ice in the depths of winter, which made people involuntarily tremble.

Manfred, who was protected, fell to the ground, but smiled contentedly seeing Alice was in front of him.

His smile was full of provocation for Kennedy. Kennedy sneered, "Good means, pretend to be weak in front of a woman?"

"Enough!” Alice loudly rebuked him, "You have already hit him so many times, he has not hit back, you want to humiliate him again?"

Then Alice took a deep breath and turned around to help Manfred up.

When Manfred got up, he held Alice's wrist deliberately, leaning on Alice's body, and then slowly he stood up.

This scene was like a bomb to Kennedy, which made him angry.

Kennedy came forward and knocked Manfred to the ground again. Alice opened her eyes wide and had no time to help him up. When she was to argue with Kennedy, she was picked up by Kennedy.

"What are you doing? Put me down!" Alice's stomach was in Kennedy shoulder, which caused some pain, she desperately beat Kennedy’s back.

"Shut up, my woman is forbidden to help other men, especially those hypocrites like Manfred."

He shouldered her and walked quickly out of the parking lot.

Manfred who was injured was still lying on the cold floor. He looked up at the ceiling, feeling the cold from his back, felt he was in the hell.

For a moment he smiled again, looking ghastly with his blood.

"Kennedy!!"

Manfred said this name, clenched his fist, with his nails digging deep into his flesh.

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"Put me down. Where are you taking me? Kennedy!" Alice was still shouting, but he had been put into the car, and then he followed into the car.

Bang!

"Drive!”

Kennedy commanded in a cold voice, Nathan drove the car.

After the car drove into the right track, Alice angrily shouted, "Kennedy, are you sick? Where are you taking me? Do you know I have to pick up my son from school at this hour?"

Hearing the word son, Kennedy was fidgety, but still quietly asked, "Which school, I will ask someone to pick him up."

Alice, "... So you're not going to let me get off?"

Kennedy didn't answer but took out his phone, "Which school?"

Alice sneered, "I don’t need you pick him up. I want to get off and I will pick him up by myself."

How could she let him get someone to pick Jack up? It was like telling him that Jack was his son.

And she was worried about Manfred. Kennedy hit him hard and knocked him to the ground. She wondered if he was all right.

In short, Alice was worried and could leave like that.

"You can't get out of the car. Don't think I don't know what you're thinking," said Kennedy coldly. "He can't die. He's just pretending in front of you."

"Pretending?”

Alice stared at him in disbelief.

"You hit him so many times, and he never hit back. You call him pretending? Are all your fists fake?"

"No." Kennedy denied, "of course it is true, if not you block, I might have mutilated him."

Alice, "You! You violent man."

Kennedy suddenly come forward, seriously staring at her, "violent man now want to take you to the airport."