Marry Me Twice (Kennedy and Charlotte) novel Chapter 646

It was really him.

It was really him!!

She only had this idea. Alice suddenly found her eyes heat and burst into tears.

She always thought she was carrying a stranger's child, and she tried to abort it.

Later she kept it and began to love the little life in her belly.

Later Diana said she could check for her and said Manfred was the father.

Hearing that Manfred was the father, Alice almost broke down and felt she was shameless to face Kennedy.

Later......

She could not bear to look back.

Alice closed her eyes, with tears silently down the corner of her eyes, and then dropped to the pillow next to her.

"What's the matter?”

Kennedy was probably aware of something wrong, so he asked with worry.

Alice returned to her senses and shook her head.

"Nothing. It's getting late. I've asked all my questions. Go to bed.”

After a moment of silence, Kennedy could not help but ask, "are you sure you are ok?"

With tears in her eyes, Alice chuckled, wiping her tears, “Yes, Go to sleep."

She closed her eyes.

Jack...

You'd be happy to see your daddy, wouldn't you?

This was your real daddy.

Although that year a lot of things happened, Alice now had no strength to go into it .

She was not jealous, because she was his only woman.

Alice fell asleep with this thought.

She was content and fell asleep, but Kennedy was bitter.

When he told her the date, he seemed to feel a touch of moisture in the air, and he wondered if she was crying.

But she chuckled, and there was nothing wrong with that laugh.

Until Alice breathed gently, Kennedy got up and looked at her face by moonlight, noticed that her there was tears on the corner of her eyes.

Even though it was dry, he could feel it.

Did she cry?

Kennedy pursed his thin lips with a frown.

Because he remembered dates so well? So she was jealous? Sad? Was that why she cried?

But Kennedy remembered it was because too many things happened on that day, not only because he had sex with a strange woman, but also it was the day he got framed.

He would remember that day so well that he would never be fooled again for the rest of his life.

Looking at her faint trace of tears, Kennedy bent over and gave her a kiss as light as a feather. A moment later, he lay on her side, but his heart was like grasped by a claw.

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