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.

realization dawned upon Emmanuel.

Claudette sending me home?

“Emmanuel, listen up!”

not respond, Mackenzie became frustrated and

but I’m still

due respect and don’t

thorn in my flesh

to hook up with a young, pretty heiress, but just not while

Do

found her words so ridiculous

at?” Mackenzie was fuming mad.

a response? Is he tired of

then, Emmanuel strode

flustered when she saw Emmanuel’s eyes

to

to do?”

for a weapon to protect

tried to do something

Emmanuel quickly pinned her against the wall before

escape.

glared at him in

What audacity!

“Listen!”

t

care about her feelings and yelled, “Ms. Lenoir sent

I was giving her treatment! She was already

Other than a doctor-patient relationship,