Her Second Marriage, Being Mr. Moore's New Wife

Chapter 270 A life against A Life

He was very clear what she wanted to say.

But he never agreed.

Charlotte fixed her eyes at him with firmness.

“I'm leaving here, I want to divorce you.”

“......”

Kennedy’s pupil shrank. After a moment he curled up his lips wantonly, “I early know you have this

idea, but listen up, it is absolutely impossible.”

“Even if you die, you are also my woman.”

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Hearing this, Charlotte could not help biting her lower lip, “Kennedy. Why do you make such a

decision? I don't want to live here!”

With that, Charlotte started to walk outside. If he did not let her leave, she would leave by her own.

“That depends on whether you can get out of here.” Kennedy’s ice-cold voice came from afar. Charlotte

ignored him. He thought she would get lost in this place. She would not, she could walk out.

In the end, Charlotte found that the scenic spot was bigger than she had imagined. Because there were

many buildings, Charlotte found an exit and another exit appeared.

At last she grew tired of walking and stopped to sit down on a stone to rest.

It was autumn, but she got hot after walking for a long time. She could only stretch out her hand and

made wind towards her neck. She suddenly stretched out her hand to touch her neck.

It was painful and tingling. What was wrong?

Unfortunately, she couldn't see it herself, so she had to put her hand back.

After a short rest, Charlotte found another exit again.

As she turned at the corner, she met the servant she saw before.

“It's you.”

The servant was glad to see her, “Miss, are you ok?”

Charlotte shook her head, “I am ok, why?”

“You looked ill just now. Are you all right? Shall I have a doctor to see you?” She said with concern.

Charlotte felt warm in heart and then shook her head, “It is not necessary to find a doctor, but... I have

another favor to ask of you.”

“Ok! What can I do for you? I'll help!” Said the servant, glancing at her neck, smiling.

It was really warm...

Charlotte thought, this was probably because of Kennedy.

But now was not the time to think about this. Charlotte pressed her lips before she said, “Where is the

exit? Can you show me?”

The servant did not think so much. She thought that since Kennedy brought Charlotte over, they must

be a couple. After all, for so many years, Charlotte was the first woman brought back by Kennedy. The

servants in the villa were now discussing privately that Charlotte was the future hostess, so everyone

was thinking of how to please her.

Now Charlotte took the initiative to ask her for help. The servant was eager to help and nodded, “I will

take you there now.”

“Thank you.” Charlotte smiled at her. Kennedy thought that she could not go out on her own, but he did

not know that the servants would have a chance to take her out.

Charlotte followed the servant behind walking outside. The servant was very familiar with here. It

seemed that she had been working here for a long time, soon she took Charlotte to the gate.

After really coming out, Charlotte felt a lot relieved.

Looking at the door close at hand, she thought... As she walked through the doo, she would leave the

world of Kennedy completely.

So Charlotte took a deep breath, looked back inside, and then started to walk toward the gate.

No sooner had she reached the door than she was stopped.

“What do you want?” The servant asked in puzzle, “we want to go out.”

One of them glanced at the servant and said with a deadpan expression, “Mr. Kennedy said no one is

allowed to leave.”

The servant widened her eyes, “What? When was this order given? Isn't everything all right this

morning? Why all of a sudden...”

“Just now. Rebecca, take Mrs. Moore back.”

Rebecca was the servant who followed Charlotte. When she heard “Mrs. Moore”, she was surprised,

“Mrs. Moore? Are you saying...”

With that, she looked fearfully at Charlotte with her mouth opened and did not say a word for a long

time.

Charlotte took advantage of their talk, she wanted to go out, but two other men came to stop her.

“Mrs. Moore, Mr. Kennedy said, you can't go out.”

Charlotte was stunned, looking at him.

She suddenly remembered the words that Kennedy had said to her before she left.

“That depends on whether you can get out of here.”

Charlotte's face became pale. She stepped back uncontrollably and almost fell down.

Fortunately, Rebecca hurried forward to hold her, “Mrs. Moore, are you okay?”

He did not mean she would get lost, but... he had given an order to the gatekeeper as she was about to

leave, so she would not go out for any reason.

She relished that she could have someone to guide her away from here.

But he had planned all this, waiting for her to be caught and taken back.

At this thought, Charlotte could not say a word. Her eyes were closed and her body trembled.

“Why? It's captivity!” At last she broke out in a sentence, controlling her trembling.

When the gatekeepers saw her pale face and trembling lips with anger and did not dare to say anything

more, but stepped back a few steps.

“Get out of my way.” Charlotte reopened her eyes and looked at them coldly. “I have to go out today.”

“I'm sorry, Mrs. Moore. It's the order of Mr. Kennedy. We can't let you out or we will be all dead.”

“Really?” Charlotte's smile was pale, “What if I threaten you with my life? You won't let me out, either?”

Hearing this, they were scared and looked at each other, “Mrs. Moore, please don't make a hard time

for us. We made a dead appointment with Mr. Kennedy. If you go out, we must die here.”

Rebecca, who was holding up Charlotte, was frightened to have cold sweat to hear that. “What are you

talking about? Do you want to scare Mrs. Moore to death? Mrs. Moore, let us go back. I will help you

back to rest.”

Charlotte looked at those people with a pale face. They seemed to have told her the truth, as if they

really reached an agreement with Kennedy.

And she really should watch these people die?

Kennedy knew her and thought she would not do that and she would stay.

“Does he think he knows me well? I must go out today.”