Second Marriage novel Chapter 102

In the balcony.

“Mr. Gerald, is it really ok we did that?” Gerald’s assistant couldn't help but ask, “After all, in B City, it will suffer if we offend the Moore family.”

“Hum, he is just a cripple. I started from scratch since many years ago. Do I need to be afraid of him?” Gerald sneered.

In fact, Gerald had slept with many pretty girls, so he did not expect that he would suffer this in the hand of an assistant.

He was a sane person. With the reputation of the Moore family, even if he was angry, he would not offend them.

But Kennedy in his eyes was a cripple.

A self-made man of course looked down on those rich second generation. If not the reputation of the Moore family, Kennedy was nothing, so this time he would teach Kennedy a lesson.

He had known that Reynold didn’t want to offend, and president position of Kennedy was from him, so if there was a great conflict, Manfred would take over the position.

What the cripple could do by that time?

“Mr. Gerald, although Kennedy was sitting in a wheelchair, he is capable.”

“Tut, I tell you, he is no more than a eunuch!”

And right now Kennedy was maintaining strong willpower, but until today, Kennedy just knew the woman's body could be this soft.

Like a snake, she wrapped around your body and clung to your neck.

This feeling was strange and exciting.

Suddenly Kennedy felt Charlotte’s fragrance was familiar.

He was sweating, but he couldn't carry Charlotte out now.

“Nathan!”

Kennedy could not help but roar loudly and his throat had been hoarse.

Nathan stood outside the door waiting for a long time. Although he was standing outside the door, he could hear the conversation between Kennedy and Charlotte.

The doctor had not arrived yet!

Now hearing Kennedy call his name, Nathan could not help shaking, but he dared not rush in.

“Mr. Kennedy, hold on, I will urge the doctor again.”

Then Nathan took out his mobile phone. The doctor said he got occupied by something else and now was on his way.

After hanging up the phone, Nathan shouted, “Mr. Kennedy, ten minutes! Hold on ten minutes!”

Kennedy forehead’s veins jumped.

Every second he was like living through on fire, and ten minutes was too long for him now.

Even if he could stand it, but what about the woman in his arms?

At first she was able to cuddle him, but now she had no strength left to do anything more. She just lay in his arms, panting.

Charlotte's breath was hot and spitting on his chest.