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,

point? Am

frying pan?

it was time

to the nearby supermarket.

go back to his

this place

hungry that he bought himself

doing his grocery shopping.

the meeting had just

the

past nine.

her mind was filled with

over to her Bentley.

driver took her in the

mansion.

called out

matter, Ms.

the brakes and asked

answer him.

that she

warned her not

family mansion until she had given

woman should be wherever her husband was;

country’s

her status, she still had to live with

now that

Take me to

“Yes, Ms. Quillen.”

the driver responded with,

curiosity.

remaining male driver,

losing his high-paying job

careless with his words.

when Emmanuel returned to

apartment.

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on when leaving, so he

already home,

looked as tidy

sweat after

his shirt and walked

to freeze on the spot the moment

door.

the woman in

his ability to

bubble bath with

out of the tub, her pink toes looking

a field

though the bathtub was filled with

vaguely see

the water from

figure was stunning

her skin shimmered

Thump.

Thump.

heart began to race again, and

ten

many women as

had never felt anything.

he

from the rest.

you done staring? Do you want me to

your eyes?”

of screaming, the woman threatened

at him with eyes that could

locked the bathroom door as she was

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alone, but she

sorry, Ms. Quillen. I didn’t know you

goosebumps all over his skin,

hurriedly fled.

he leaned

exiting the

for air.

I’d

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the other person’s habits. Her eyes

every inch of that body

think that even he,

way.

clutched her chest while

the bathtub.

play

now felt completely

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