Love At The Wrong Table

“Ms. Quillen, you’re awake!” Emmanuel heard the voice in his arms and breathed a sigh of relief.

“You… You need to let me go!” Mackenzie’s voice grew a degree colder.

Emmanuel sighed and nodded, gently setting his wife down.

Mackenzie made a determined effort to stand, pushing Emmanuel away with a frigid demeanor. “Don’t… Don’t touch me! I can stand on my own!”

“Alright… Alright…” Emmanuel raised his hands, indicating that he wouldn’t touch the woman before him again.

He would certainly be upset if any other woman treated him like this, thinking she was ungrateful. However, this was his beloved wife.

Mackenzie, not recognizing him at the moment, appeared more distant and colder. Strangely, the more distant she acted, the more at ease and happy Emmanuel felt.

you when I get back!” Mackenzie

danger. He also heard gunshots and explosions coming from the hill behind the villa, suspecting that Nathan’s forces

Mackenzie, however, called out to Emmanuel

because he wants me to owe him a favor?

any favors! And…” She paused a beat before adding, biting her lip, “I want to make this clear: I already have a husband. You can’t like me! You

and proud, but Emmanuel

couldn’t see his smile, she could

you a long and happy life with your husband. Goodbye!” Emmanuel finished speaking and swiftly headed toward the

very moment, a car approached.

out of the car, exclaiming, “Thank goodness, Ms. Quillen, you’re safe! I was so

see anything.