Second Marriage

Chapter 539 Dancing Together

"You..." Alice wanted to defend herself, but when she opened her mouth, her lips were covered by his

again. He arrogantly snatched all her breath, and blocked all her words.

He kissed her hungrily in the darkness.

Alice came into her mind, pushing him away hard.

Kennedy staggered back, but he got close to her quickly again. At this time, Alice had quickly found the

light switch next to her and pressed it directly.

The room was bright again.

Alice saw him clearly, only to realize that he was wearing a silver-gray mask, and the decorations on

the mask looked a bit familiar.

The lights obviously made Kennedy stunned, but he quickly reacted, his eyes under the mask

narrowed, and he looked at Alice without speaking.

They looked at each other for a while, Alice frowned, "The decoration on your mask..."

Kennedy leaned over, eyeing her evilly, "Don't you ask who I am?"

Alice, "..."

He leaned closer, "It seems that although five years have passed, you haven't forgotten me completely"

Hearing his words... Alice felt that he had seen her through her mind. "Why did you appear here in this

way? If I remember correctly, you are not on the banquet list tonight, right?"

"Oh?" The smile on Kennedy's lips deepened, and his look became more ambiguous, "Have you even

observed whether there is me?"

Alice, "..."

She probably was drunk so that she kept saying something that would let Kennedy exploit loopholes.

Thinking of it, Alice stopped talking and stared at Kennedy angrily.

But she didn't know that her lips were a little red and swollen as she had just been kissed by Kennedy.

With her charming expression, she looked very charming after drinking. Moreover, the dress itself

tonight had made her beautiful beyond measure.

At this moment...

Kennedy looked at Alice in front of him, rolling his throat unconsciously.

She was so charming, but she was watched by other men for so long.

He squeezed her hand, "Never appear in front of other men like this in the future."

Alice frowned and wanted to shake off his hand, but Kennedy's hand caught her hand like a chain, and

she could only say impatiently, "Let me go."

Kennedy didn't let go, but scratched her palms and clasped her fingers tightly while she was struggling,

holding her hands tightly.

He was rascal!

Alice gritted her teeth a bit with anger. She could take off her cumbersome dress as long as he didn't

break in. But he just came in, so that she didn't change her clothes. He was now so close to her that

she could hardly breathe.

He didn't speak, he seemed to be enjoying the time with her, and his dark eyes were staring at her.

Not moving.

With such affectionate eyes, Alice felt his gazes almost burning a hole in her face.

She glared at him bitterly, looked at the mask on his face inexplicably, and stretched out her other hand

to tear off his mask.

Kennedy's other hand grabbed her before her hand touched him.

"Did you hear what I just said?"

"...Could it be possible that you want me to appear in front of everyone with a mask like you?" She

sneered, "I don't have the same hobby as you, you..."

Before she could finish her words, Kennedy suddenly took off the mask from his face, and then put it

on her face.

Alice was stunned.

Previously, what touched by the tip of her nose was cold, but now Kennedy's mask still wore the

temperature on his face. It covered her face now, as if their faces were close together.

So Alice couldn't help but blush, and was a little annoyed. She said, "What are you doing?"

"It was originally a set." Kennedy raised his hand and tied the rope behind the mask for her.

When tying the rope, his chest swayed in front of Alice's, and the familiar smell lingered on her side.

Although they had known each other for so long, he had never been as considerate as he was today.

Suddenly, Alice felt her eyed moist.

She lowered her eyes and bit her lower lip forcefully.

Couldn't be soft-hearted, absolutely couldn't be soft-hearted.

She would never forget his indifference back then. When she first left, his indifference was like a

nightmare that she suffered every night when she closed her eyes. It was only a year later that this

situation alleviated, and now she still occasionally suffered nightmares.

Thinking of this, Alice took a deep breath, eased her mind, and asked softly.

"Didn't my brother order the dress? Why do you have the mask? The designer didn't..."

"Didn't tell your brother about the mask, right?" Kennedy interrupted her and explained in a low voice,

"That's because I didn't let him tell your brother."

"Why?" Alice closed her eyes, trying to control her emotions.

"What?" Kennedy squinted his eyes and looked at her, for fear of her feeling bad.

Now he was in anxious mood because of the woman in front of him, unconsciously wanting to please

her, and fearing that she was unwilling to accept or be angry. © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

It seemed that the focus of his life was her.

"You have to intervene in the dress my brother ordered for me?"

Alice raised her head, staring straight at him.

Kennedy was taken aback. Seeing her questioning look, he was a little panicked, he unconsciously

said, "You don't like it?"

Before she could speak again, Kennedy said again, "Then I won't do so in the future, or ask your idea

before doing it?"

"Kennedy, when have you become so humble?" Alice finally couldn't help but screamed, "I would rather

you treat me like you did before. Be rude to me, and treat me as a vain woman who only cares about

money."

A melodious music sound suddenly rang, especially clear and smooth in the quiet dressing room.

Alice listened to it and recognized that it was a melodious ensemble, suitable for dancing.

Her hand was held. Kennedy's hand was wrapped around her waist, and his voice was hoarse, "It's a

waste not to dance when you dress so well, what do you think?"

The music continued without stopping. All of this was clearly prepared by Kennedy.

But the music wouldn't be played automatically, and it could be seen that there were people he bought

in.

Alice pursed her lips, and when she wanted to refuse him, she had already taken a dance step under

his lead.

At first she wanted to refuse, but Kennedy's eyes seemed to be magical, and she gradually lost

resistance, and then followed his steps to the beat of the melody.

Alice thought, maybe at this moment, she might forget the past.

Only... this moment.