Love At The Wrong Table

Emmanuel couldn’t contain his laughter at Mackenzie’s childish expression.

“Do we really need to compare things like this?” he chuckled.

“Of course! If a woman marries a man who loves her less, she’s at a

significant disadvantage,” Mackenzie replied seriously. Deep down, she

worried that he might take offense or feel unhappy with her words. However,

his response surprised her. Instead of getting upset, he said, “Well, it looks like

I’ll have to love you even more in the future. Otherwise, you’ll be at a

disadvantage!”

The atmosphere in the room shifted with that simple statement, leaving

Mackenzie stunned as she stared at him, utterly agog. His words came

straight from his heart, and this time he could truly feel the love Mackenzie

had for him-something he hadn’t realized before. Of course, he also felt the

depth of his own love for her, surpassing the initial infatuation he had

experienced.

locked, and suddenly, the surrounding air seemed to ignite. Then, Emmanuel took

of his hand. The

burning feeling in his heart. At

that what he felt

an intense heat driven

unprecedented level. Before he knew

down to

body trembled intensely.

though, this time it

a meager fight, her body responded

She slowly closed her eyes,

take what he

though Emmanuel

embarrassment, and

I didn’t mean to!”

disbelief, staring at his apologetic expression. Was this

all, so why

was unable to bear his apologies any longer,

trouble if you

him a stern talking to,

face and retreated back into the room.

her chest, feeling her heart

his face, consumed by regret. When