Love At The Wrong Table

Chapter 93

Mackenzie did not bother about him and headed back to her room.

“Wait up, Ms. Quillen!” Emmanuel called out to her after entering the house

and locking the door.

“Did I step on your toes today? Why are you acting so angsty? Also, what

do you mean by looking for backup? Let’s settle things once and for all

now!”

Emmanuel’s tone was assertive; no men had spoken to Mackenzie in that

manner before.

Mackenzie glanced back over her shoulder, her eyes giving off an icy glint.

Seeing her expression, Emmanuel knew she must be harboring a grudge.

Mackenzie could hide her feelings well in front of people, except for

Emmanuel, whom she did not give any qualms about outright displaying

her emotions.

“How did you come back earlier?”

“What do you mean?” Emmanuel’s brows knitted tighter.

“Which woman sent you home?” Mackenzie raised her voice, her tone

increasingly cold.

sudden realization dawned upon Emmanuel. So it’s

Claudette sending me home?

“Emmanuel, listen up!”

Emmanuel not respond, Mackenzie

warning. “I may not like you, but I’m still your legal wife. I hope

and don’t cheat on me

be a thorn in my flesh

hook up with a young,

Do

found her words so ridiculous

you laughing at?” Mackenzie

Is he tired

then, Emmanuel strode toward

when she saw Emmanuel’s eyes firing

stuttered while trying to be composed, “W-What are

to do?”

looked around, searching for a weapon to protect herself in

tried to do something

quickly pinned her against the wall before

escape.

and furious, Mackenzie glared

What audacity!

“Listen!”

t

about her feelings and yelled, “Ms. Lenoir sent

I was giving her treatment! She

you. Other than a