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?

was time to make a trip

to the nearby supermarket.

to his family for

make this place his new

he bought himself a

doing his grocery shopping.

Group, the meeting had

at the time.

past nine.

was filled with

over to her Bentley.

driver took her in the direction of the

mansion.

called out halfway

Ms.

brakes and

didn’t answer

remembered that

had warned her not

until she had

should be wherever

country’s

status, she still had to live with

now that

me to

“Yes, Ms. Quillen.”

the driver

curiosity.

only remaining male

to risk losing his

careless with his words.

past ten when Emmanuel returned to

apartment.

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lights on

Mackenzie was already home, especially

place looked as tidy

after grocery

and

to freeze on the spot the moment he opened

door.

stared wide-eyed at the

ability

a bubble

out of the tub, her pink

in a field of

bathtub was filled

still vaguely

the water from where he was

figure was

her skin

Thump.

Thump.

began to race again,

ten times

so many women as

had never felt anything.

this time, he knew Mackenzie

from the rest.

Do you want me to carve

your eyes?”

the woman threatened him

him with eyes that

bathroom door as she

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she

I didn’t

all over

hurriedly fled.

initially, he

upon exiting the bathroom

for air.

I’d probably

problem with blitz

person’s habits. Her eyes

my God, every inch of that body

he,

way.

her chest

the bathtub.

play

she now felt completely on edge after

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