Love At The Wrong Table

Chapter 7

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,

the point? Am I

frying pan?

it was time to make

to the nearby supermarket.

couldn’t go back to

only make this

hungry that he bought himself

doing his grocery shopping.

at Terence Group, the meeting had just

glanced at the time.

past nine.

was filled

over to her Bentley.

driver took her in

mansion.

called out halfway

matter, Ms. Quillen?” the

brakes and asked

naturally didn’t answer him.

that

warned her

mansion until she

be wherever

the country’s millennium-long

of her status, she still had to live with

that

around. Take me to

“Yes, Ms. Quillen.”

the driver responded

curiosity.

only remaining male

to risk losing his high-paying job

careless with his words.

ten when Emmanuel returned to

apartment.

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left the lights on when leaving, so

was already home, especially

place looked as

after grocery shopping, the

off his shirt and walked toward the

freeze on the spot

door.

the woman in the tub,

his ability

a bubble bath with

the tub, her pink toes

a field of

though the bathtub was

vaguely see

from where he was

was

her skin shimmered like

Thump.

Thump.

to race again, and this

ten

so many women

had never felt anything.

this time, he knew

from the rest.

you done staring? Do you want me

your eyes?”

screaming, the woman threatened

with eyes that

never locked the bathroom door as

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staying alone, but she

I didn’t know you

over his skin,

hurriedly fled.

acting calm initially, he leaned against the

exiting the bathroom and

for air.

of delay, and I’d probably

the problem with blitz

habits. Her

of that body was

that even he, a gynecologist, would

way.

her chest while

the bathtub.

play it cool when

she now felt completely on

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