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.

seemed to ignite. Then, Emmanuel took a step forward as if

of his hand. The smooth and

feeling in his heart. At that

what he felt

body felt an intense heat driven by

an unprecedented level. Before he knew it, he found

face, his head tilting down to meet her soft

intensely. Once again,

her! Annoyingly, though, this time it felt

a meager fight,

if she was melting away. She slowly closed

take what

it seemed as though Emmanuel had suddenly regained his

embarrassment, and he

sorry! I… I didn’t mean to!”

apologetic expression.

him at all, so why

his apologies any longer, so

face and spoke coldly, “You’re in trouble

stern talking to, she turned around

and retreated back into the

hand against her

face, consumed by regret. When