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,

no food! What’s the point? Am I supposed to eat

frying pan?

man decided it was time to make a trip

to the nearby supermarket.

back to

only make this place his new

was so hungry that he

doing his grocery shopping.

Group, the meeting had

the time.

past nine.

her mind was filled with

over to her Bentley.

took her in the

mansion.

out halfway

matter, Ms.

brakes

woman naturally didn’t answer him.

only just remembered that she was

had warned her not to return to

until she had

should be wherever her husband

the country’s millennium-long

status, she still had to live

now that she

me to Yociam

“Yes, Ms. Quillen.”

driver responded with,

curiosity.

remaining male

risk 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, especially

as tidy as

sweat after grocery shopping,

off his shirt and walked toward

the spot the moment he opened

door.

the woman in

ability

enjoying a bubble

tub, her pink

a

though the bathtub was

could still vaguely

the water from where he

woman’s figure was stunning

skin shimmered

Thump.

Thump.

heart began to race

was ten

so many women as a gynecologist,

had never felt anything.

time, he knew Mackenzie was

from the rest.

you want me to carve

your eyes?”

screaming, the woman threatened

with eyes

the bathroom door

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she now regretted

sorry, Ms. Quillen. I didn’t know

goosebumps all over

hurriedly fled.

initially, he leaned against

the

for air.

of delay, and I’d probably be

problem with

person’s habits. Her eyes

inch of that

that even he, a gynecologist, would

way.

clutched her chest while

the bathtub.

she had managed to play it cool when the

in, she now felt completely on edge

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