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

with the back of his hand. The smooth and tender sensation

At

would recognize that what he

heat driven

level. Before he

face, his head tilting down to

intensely. Once again, this

Annoyingly, though, this time

a meager fight,

melting away. She slowly closed her eyes, ready to

what

Emmanuel had

flushed with embarrassment, and he quickly took two

I didn’t

staring at his apologetic expression. Was this man

resisted him at all, so why did he stop and

to bear his apologies any longer, so she

“You’re in trouble if you

him a stern talking to, she turned around

retreated back into the room. She leaned against

pressed a hand against her chest, feeling her heart

his face, consumed by regret.