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,

food! What’s the point? Am

frying pan?

it was time to make

to the nearby supermarket.

couldn’t go back to his family for

only make this

he bought

doing his grocery shopping.

the meeting had just

the time.

past nine.

mind was filled with work

over to her Bentley.

took her in the direction

mansion.

out halfway through the

the matter, Ms. Quillen?” the

the brakes and asked

didn’t answer

remembered that

had warned her not to

family mansion until she

wherever her husband was;

the country’s

still had to

that she was

me

“Yes, Ms. Quillen.”

all the driver

curiosity.

Mackenzie’s only remaining male driver, he

losing his

careless with his words.

past ten when

apartment.

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had left the lights on

was already

place looked as tidy

in sweat after grocery shopping,

and walked toward the

on the spot the

door.

wide-eyed at the

his ability

enjoying a bubble bath

out of the tub, her pink toes looking

a field of

though the bathtub was filled with

vaguely see what

the water from where he

figure was stunning

her skin shimmered like

Thump.

Thump.

began to race again,

was ten

so many women as

had never felt anything.

this time, he knew Mackenzie

from the rest.

you done staring? Do you want me to

your eyes?”

the woman

glared at him with

the bathroom door as

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staying alone, but she now

sorry, Ms. Quillen. I

goosebumps all over

hurriedly fled.

he

upon exiting the bathroom and

for air.

of delay, and I’d probably be dead.

with blitz marriages. You

person’s habits. Her eyes were

inch of that body was

even he, a gynecologist,

way.

her

the bathtub.

play it cool when

felt

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