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,

What’s the point? Am I supposed to eat

frying pan?

decided it was

to the nearby supermarket.

to his

this place his

was so hungry that he bought himself

doing his grocery shopping.

at Terence Group, the meeting had just

glanced at the

past nine.

usual, her mind was filled

over to her Bentley.

her in the direction

mansion.

out halfway through the

Ms.

brakes and asked

woman naturally didn’t answer

only just remembered that she was

Terence had warned her not

family mansion until she had

woman should be wherever her husband was;

country’s

of her status, she still had to live with

that she

me to Yociam

“Yes, Ms. Quillen.”

the driver

curiosity.

Mackenzie’s only remaining

risk losing his high-paying job

careless with his words.

when Emmanuel returned

apartment.

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had left the lights on when leaving, so he

already home, especially

looked as tidy as

in sweat after

and walked toward the

the spot the

door.

at the woman in the

his ability

enjoying a bubble bath with

out of the tub, her pink toes

in a field of

bathtub was filled with

vaguely

water from where

was stunning beyond

her skin shimmered like

Thump.

Thump.

race

was ten

seen so many women as

had never felt anything.

time, he

from the rest.

you done staring? Do you want me

your eyes?”

the woman threatened

him with eyes that could

bathroom door as she

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alone, but she now regretted not

Ms. Quillen. I

all over his skin,

hurriedly fled.

initially, he

exiting the bathroom

for air.

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

the problem with blitz marriages. You

habits.

of that body was just

think that even he,

way.

clutched her chest

the bathtub.

had managed to play it cool when the

felt completely on

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