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.

dawned upon Emmanuel. So it’s because she

Claudette sending me home?

“Emmanuel, listen up!”

not respond, Mackenzie became frustrated

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

respect and don’t cheat on me during

thorn in my flesh even after we divorce.

up with a young, pretty heiress,

married. Do you

her words so ridiculous that

Mackenzie was fuming mad.

Is

Emmanuel strode

when she saw Emmanuel’s eyes firing

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

to do?”

around, searching for a

to

against

escape.

Mackenzie glared at him

What audacity!

“Listen!”

t

not care about her feelings and yelled, “Ms. Lenoir sent

today because I was giving her

before I knew you. Other than