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,

food! What’s the point? Am I supposed to eat

frying pan?

the man decided it was time to make a trip

to the nearby supermarket.

he couldn’t go back to his family for

this

that he bought himself a

doing his grocery shopping.

at Terence Group, the meeting

at the time.

past nine.

was filled with work as

over to her Bentley.

driver took her in

mansion.

she called out halfway through the

the matter, Ms. Quillen?” the

the brakes

naturally didn’t answer him.

only just remembered that she was

had warned her

mansion until

should be wherever

country’s

her status, she still had to

now that she

Take me

“Yes, Ms. Quillen.”

was all the driver responded with,

curiosity.

only remaining male driver,

losing his high-paying

careless with his words.

past ten when Emmanuel

apartment.

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on when leaving,

was already

looked as tidy as

after grocery

his shirt and walked

freeze on the spot

door.

the woman in the tub,

his ability

enjoying a bubble

the tub, her pink toes looking

a field

though the bathtub was filled with

vaguely

from where he

woman’s figure was stunning

skin shimmered

Thump.

Thump.

race again,

was ten

many women as

had never felt anything.

he knew Mackenzie was

from the rest.

done staring? Do you

your eyes?”

the woman

at him with eyes

locked the bathroom door

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she

sorry, Ms. Quillen. I didn’t know you were

over his skin,

hurriedly fled.

initially, he leaned against the

upon exiting the

for air.

of delay, and I’d probably be dead.

with blitz

person’s habits.

of

think that even he,

way.

Mackenzie clutched her chest while

the bathtub.

had managed to play it

she now felt completely on

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