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.

the surrounding air seemed to ignite. Then, Emmanuel took a step forward as if he was entranced, gently

his hand. The smooth

in his heart. At that moment, even the

would recognize that what he felt was

driven by

unprecedented level. Before he

down to meet her

trembled intensely. Once again,

Annoyingly, though, this time

instinctively put up a meager fight, her body responded to

away. She slowly closed her eyes,

what

as though Emmanuel had suddenly regained his

embarrassment, and

I… I didn’t mean to!” Mackenzie

at his apologetic expression. Was this man

at all, so why did

apologies any longer,

trouble if you dare to do this

After she delivered him a stern talking to, she turned around with

retreated back into the

a hand against her chest, feeling her

covered his face, consumed by regret. When did