A Whirlwind Marriage with the Beautiful CEO

Chapter 913 I Am Your Wife

“Old Mr. Quillen, I don’t mean his character.” Alfred rolled up his sleeves.

“Oh?” Terence gradually composed himself, no longer appearing intoxicated. “You mean his abilities?”

“Yes,” Alfred finally expressed. “Each time I meet him, his skills would improve significantly, which is quite unusual.”

“So, do you think he’s superior to you?” Terence asked with interest!

“I don’t know; perhaps he’s just a little more youthful,” Alfred replied modestly, then continued, “Old Mr. Quillen, do you suspect that he might be concealing something about his identity?”

“Haha, why even have doubts?” Terence chuckled. “That young man is definitely not ordinary, as I’ve said before. As for his true identity, when the time comes, we will naturally find out. There’s no need to investigate further. I just need to believe in him as a person and trust that he will treat Mackenzie well.”

the old master had wisdom behind his

side, Emmanuel entered

quite spacious, almost as large as their residence in Yociam

shower first,” Mackenzie said to Emmanuel before entering

thoughts. He felt like she had been carrying a heavy burden since returning

Mackenzie undressed, and with her eyes closed, she let

the mist, seemed to emit a soft, radiant glow. Her gentle curves made her body look like the most perfect piece of art in the world. With the purity of her form, she exuded a sense of sanctity that only a woman who had never been

unclean. This kind of impurity couldn’t be washed away with water, no

closed, she could vividly recall the moments when that man had embraced her tightly in the sea, pressed his chest to hers on the shore, and kissed her. Although she hadn’t initiated those actions, they had undeniably happened. She didn’t know how to confess this to Emmanuel or whether she even needed to. She was confused, especially after witnessing Emmanuel’s fierce protection earlier in the day, which deepened her guilt toward

she was and how strict she was about her

quite a while, continually checking the time on his phone. It had been almost an hour, and he wondered what his wife could possibly be doing in there. He knew Mackenzie had a cleanliness obsession, but she had never taken such a long time to shower in their home at