Love At The Wrong Table

Chapter 22

Early the next morning, Emmanuel awoke feeling a

cold gust of air blowing against his skin, causing his

body to tremble profusely.

He absentmindedly ran his hand across the

goosebumps on his arms. Sneezing twice in rapid

succession, he realized he was lying on the hard, cold

surface of the floor.

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Did she seriously leave me lying on the corridor outside

the house?

Fortunately, luck was on his side as the unit on the

seventeenth floor was the only unit on the top floor.

Had there been more, anyone who passed by would

have been amused at his peculiar situation.

“What a cruel woman!”

Emmanuel hurriedly got to his feet and recalled what

happened last night. It was obvious that Mackenzie

had left him to his own devices outside last night.

That wasn’t all, for he also discovered a few shoeprints

on his clothes. The size of the prints perfectly matched

the shoes Mackenzie wore, so he was pretty sure she

did this to him.

helped her complete a mission. How

to me? What an ingrate. Is she a

animal?

Click.

then, the door opened

prepared to head to work even though it

six in

Their eyes met.

feigned nonchalance

past Emmanuel.

immediately gripped her

so smooth that he nearly lost his

her.

death wish?”

daggers.

dare he touch me? He must

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quickly released her wrist

have compassion? Even

shouldn’t you take care of me

obviously in need of

steps to get inside

me and

if

serious?”

seemed really upset, but Mackenzie

hear him compare himself

right!” Mackenzie

explaining herself and

leave.

vortex of anger swirled inside

have an aversion to hitting

take care of

to take action against her when she

me!

up! When will you come home with

asked hurriedly before she

elevator.