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.

Emmanuel took a step forward as

hand. The smooth and tender

burning feeling in his heart. At that moment, even

what

body felt an intense heat driven

to an unprecedented level. Before he knew it,

down to meet her soft cherry

trembled intensely. Once again,

Annoyingly, though, this time it felt different

a meager fight, her body responded

was melting away. She slowly

what he

Emmanuel had suddenly regained

and he quickly took two steps

profusely, “I’m sorry! I… I didn’t mean to!”

in disbelief, staring at his apologetic expression. Was this man a

hadn’t resisted him at all, so why did he stop and

was unable to bear his apologies any longer, so she slapped

and spoke coldly, “You’re in trouble if you dare to do this again

After she delivered him a stern talking to, she turned

into the room. She leaned against the

pressed a hand against her chest,

consumed by regret. When did he