Second Marriage novel Chapter 205

“I see.” Diana slightly crooked her head. Her slender and beautiful neck was showed in the sun, “Well, would you like to eat with us? You can just have a little.”

Charlotte subconsciously took a look at Kennedy.

Kennedy’s expression was light. Seeing her look at him, her eyebrows raised. Charlotte pressed her lips and got angry.

“No, you go ahead. I can’t eat any more.”

“What?” Diana looked at her, “Charlotte, you really don’t go with us?”

“No.” Charlotte said, bowed her head and paid attention to the documents, ignoring them. Diana looked back at Kennedy, “Mr. Kennedy, she...”

“It’s all right, let’s go.” Kennedy’s eyes darkened and his breath became cold.

“Ok.” Diana nodded, and then looked toward Charlotte, “Charlotte, wait for us to come back, I will bring you some snacks.”

With that, she walked to Kennedy beamingly and pushed his wheelchair, soon, they disappeared in Charlotte’s sight.

When they left, Charlotte’s pen fell onto the table with a clang.

For a moment she bit her lower lip and seemed to be talking to herself.

“Charlotte, don’t overthink about it, Diana is not that kind of person. They just had dinner together, and......You were invited, but you didn’t go yourself!”

Yeah, she refused to go.

Why? She minded about it and wanted to go with them, but why did she refuse?

Charlotte did not understand her mind, now she regretted. If she had known that she would be regretful, she should agree to go with them.

“Alas.” Charlotte heaved a sigh, weakly lying prone on the table.

The elevator’s door opened, Charlotte immediately stretched tight her back. Have they come back?

When Charlotte was lying, footsteps were heard.

Nathan quickly walked over and got angry seeing Charlotte was lying there.

“Mrs. Moore, why are you still here?”

“What?” Charlotte raised her head and looked at Nathan in surprise. How could he be here?

And she did not know since when Nathan called her Mrs. Moore from Assistant Wilson. Charlotte had just noticed it.

“You have been here, right? Do you know that Mr. Kennedy went downstairs to dinner?”

Charlotte was silent for a moment, and then nodded, “Yes.”

“What’s it, Mr. Moore?”

“What are you taking about?” Charlotte pressed her lips and replied unpleasantly.

Nathan licked his lips, gnashed his teeth and came forward, “Didn’t you see who was with Mr. Kennedy?”

“Diana.” Charlotte pronounced her name accurately.