A Whirlwind Marriage with the Beautiful CEO

Chapter 8

Chapter 7

Being the magnanimous man that he was, Emmanuel

cast aside all his displeasure as soon as he found the

apartment and dragged his luggage in with him.

The unit was huge-more than twice the size of his

three-bedroom home-and the interior was lavishly

decorated.

The four-bedroom apartment felt a bit like a maze on

one’s first visit.

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One thing that Emmanuel noticed, however, was that

although the unit was fully furnished, there didn’t seem

to be any fast-moving consumer goods.

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That means she probably doesn’t live here on a

regular basis. Rich people sure love wasting what they

have, huh? I shared an eighty-square-foot home with

two family members, while this woman bought a

two-hundred-square-foot apartment and left it

unoccupied. If her grandfather hadn’t forced her to get

married, and she needed to use this place to keep me,

it probably would’ve stayed empty forever.

The man scoffed at his own thoughts.

Wait, “keep me?” I just made myself sound like I’m

living off her. That’s not what I’m here for! I just needed

to find a woman to spend my days with, and we’re

both getting something out of each other. Besides, I

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much the same as paying rent.

Out of the four bedrooms, only the biggest one had

multiple closets filled with brand-new clothes.

This must be her lair.

There was an array of shirts and coats, but only three

pairs of underwear-all of which were either fully white

or black and made of cotton.

What a waste of a body like that. Why doesn’t she wear

something spicier?

Despite thinking that, Emmanuel had no interest in

touching her clothes and walked away. Then, he

picked the bedroom furthest from hers as his own.

Considering how much Mackenzie hated men, he knew

he was better off staying as far away from her as

possible.

Rumble.

Feeling his stomach growl again, Emmanuel headed

into the kitchen.

Seriously? All this premium cookware and equipment,

no food! What’s the point? Am I

frying pan?

the man decided it was time to make a

to the nearby supermarket.

go back to his

this place

so hungry that he bought himself a

doing his grocery shopping.

Terence Group, the meeting

Mackenzie glanced at the time. It

past nine.

usual, her mind was filled with work as

over to her Bentley.

took her in

mansion.

she called out halfway through the

the matter, Ms. Quillen?”

brakes

naturally didn’t answer him. In

remembered that

Terence had warned her not to return to

mansion until she had given

woman should be wherever her husband was;

country’s millennium-long

her status, she still had to live

now that

Take me to Yociam

“Yes, Ms. Quillen.”

all the driver responded with,

curiosity.

only remaining male driver, he

risk losing his

careless with his words.

was past ten when

apartment.

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left the lights on when leaving, so he

was already

as tidy as

in sweat after grocery

his shirt and walked toward

spot

door.

stared wide-eyed at the woman in the tub,

ability

a bubble bath

tub, her pink toes looking like

a field of

though the bathtub

still vaguely see

from where he

was

skin

Thump.

Thump.

race again,

ten

women

had never felt anything.

time, he knew Mackenzie was

from the rest.

you done staring? Do you

your eyes?”

of screaming, the

at him with eyes that

never locked the bathroom door as

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staying alone, but she now

Ms. Quillen. I

all over

hurriedly fled.

he leaned against the

the bathroom and

for air.

second of delay, and I’d probably be dead. This

problem with blitz

person’s habits. Her

of that body was

even he, a gynecologist, would feel

way.

Mackenzie clutched her

the bathtub.

managed to play it cool when

now felt

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