Marry Me Twice (Kennedy and Charlotte)

Chapter 669 Are You Defending Your Mommy?

"No?" Yanis put away the phone, "What about Jack? Mr. Kennedy..."

"It is ok."

Alice smiled, "He just knows it and he needs time to accept it. And... Jack is not stupid, anyway

Kennedy is his own father and will not harm him."

Hearing that, Yanis nodded.

“All right, do as what you want.”

"Go to bed and don't come out again."

"All right, good night."

Yanis took a few steps and then heard the voice of Alice behind.

"Remember, don't secretly text my brother about this. I know you're good for me, but you don’t need to

tell him everything about me."

Hearing that, Yanis felt her back stiff, and then she nodded.

"I know!”

*

Kennedy drove out the car. Jack sitting in the passenger seat said in a soft voice.

"Where are you taking me, Uncle?"

Kennedy’s hand holding the steering wheel trembled. He looked at Jack and said in a gentle voice that

was not even found by him.

"Didn’t I tell you? Don't call me Uncle, call me Daddy."

Jack blinked and looked at him innocently. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

"Huh? Call me daddy." After saying this, Kennedy felt his breathing rate increased a lot, but after he

held his breath and waited for a long time, Jack was still silent.

Kennedy could not help but look at Jack.

"Why are you silent?"

Jack pressed his lips and said, "I won't call you that."

Kennedy paused to hear that.

"Why?"

"Mommy didn't say you are my daddy, I can’t do that."

So, Kennedy smiled lightly, "but your mommy didn't say I'm not your daddy, and we look alike, if I'm not

your daddy, who else is your daddy?"

And when he had said this, Jack looked closely at him, and sat down again, with his little hands

clasped in his bosom, as if he were a grown-up man.

"No, even if you look exactly like me, I can't call you Daddy."

"... why?"

"Well, even if you are really my daddy, I don't want you to be my daddy."

The words like a sharp arrow into Kennedy’s heart. It was red light, he stopped the car, and then looked

at Jack.

"Can you tell me why?"

Looking at his face, Kennedy still felt strange, but had a wonderful feeling.

He only had Annie as his family in this world.

It didn't seem to be a direct relationship, but... There was kinship.

But now there was a boy with his blood in his veins.

This feeling was really exciting and wonderful.

"Hum, I have mommy to take care of me since I was born. I am already five years old, but you

suddenly show up. Why should I recognize you as daddy? No way!"

Then he turned away angrily.

Hearing that, Kennedy was suddenly silent.

It was Alice had been taking care of Jack for five years, and he had never seen Jack once and had not

fulfilled his duty.

He had never been there, so he did not know how hard it was for a woman to take care of a kid alone.

But when he was young, his mother lived with him in a tough life and he natural it was hard.

“Boy.” Kennedy called out.

“What?” Jack turned to Kennedy.

Kennedy said with a radian, “Are you speaking for your mommy?”

Jack hummed, “She doesn’t need me to speak for her, she is good.”

“I know,” Kennedy said, “But I am not a bad man. It is my fault that I had not taken care of you in the

past five years, so to make it up, can I take care of you in the future?”

As his voice fell, there was a horn behind. It was green light and the conversation distracted him.

Kennedy drove the car, saying, "Well, I will tell you all this when we get home. You mustn't call me

uncle any more, but daddy instead."

Jack sat there blinking eyes, looking at simple and lovely, but unknown craftiness was in his eyes.

Well, he hadn't done his duty as a father for five years. He wanted to own his son as soon as he saw

him. What a wish.

And Kennedy brought him out, obviously he was mad at Mommy!

He had the best mommy in the world!

And Kennedy was mad at his mommy! Bad man!

Jack cursed angrily in his heart, but he had his plan.

Bastard Daddy, he must take revenge for what mommy suffered.

It was already deep night, but Kennedy still took Jack to H villa.

People guarding that door were shocked to see Kennedy back. He had been here for a long time. Did

he bring back Mrs. Moore?

But when the car passed by, a few of them kept dull in place, until more than ten seconds later, they

didn't react.

"Oh my god? Did I see it right? Did someone sit in the passenger seat? Am I right?"

"I feel like I've seen a ghost... is there a child...?"

"Bah! don’t say that, how can it be a ghost? Who is the child?"

"No!! That child obviously looks exactly the same as Mr. Kennedy!!"

"Is he Mr. Kennedy’s son?" The men looked at each other, then suddenly fell silent.

At length a cry of surprise came from several of them.

"When did Mr. Kennedy have a son??"

And this time, Kennedy stopped the car and opened the door for Jack. When Jack got off, he raised to

block the roof of the car, to prevent him from hitting.