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 supposed to eat

frying pan?

the man decided it was time to make a trip

to the nearby supermarket.

back to his

make this place his

he bought himself

doing his grocery shopping.

Group, the meeting

glanced at the time. It

past nine.

filled

over to her Bentley.

her in

mansion.

out halfway

Ms. Quillen?” the

the brakes

didn’t answer him.

only just remembered that

warned her not to return to

until

be wherever her husband

the country’s

still had to live

that

Take me to

“Yes, Ms. Quillen.”

all the driver responded with,

curiosity.

Mackenzie’s only remaining

losing his high-paying

careless with his words.

when Emmanuel

apartment.

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on

already home,

looked as tidy

after grocery shopping, the

his shirt and walked toward the

the spot the moment

door.

at the

ability to

was enjoying a bubble bath with

of the tub, her pink toes looking

in a

bathtub was filled with

vaguely

the water from where he

figure was stunning beyond

her skin shimmered

Thump.

Thump.

to race again, and

was ten

seen so many women as

had never felt anything.

this time, he knew Mackenzie was

from the rest.

you want me

your eyes?”

of screaming, the woman threatened him

at him with

bathroom door

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but she now regretted

Ms. Quillen. I

all over his skin,

hurriedly fled.

he leaned against

upon exiting the bathroom and

for air.

second of delay, and I’d probably

problem with blitz marriages. You

other person’s habits. Her eyes were

God, every inch of that body was just

even he, a gynecologist,

way.

her

the bathtub.

had managed to play it cool when

she now felt completely on

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