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.

saving me. Give me your account information. I’ll compensate you when I get back!” Mackenzie maintained her proud and

He noticed that the villa’s assailants had retreated, so they should be out of immediate danger. He also heard gunshots and explosions coming from the hill behind the villa, suspecting that Nathan’s forces were engaging the assailant organization. He had to go there quickly. After all, Nathan was his disciple and

called out to Emmanuel as he

man refusing my monetary reward because he wants me

don’t expect me to owe you 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

but Emmanuel

his smile, she could sense

not is my prerogative! I wish you a long and happy life with your husband. Goodbye!” Emmanuel finished speaking and swiftly headed toward the direction of

very moment, a

the car, exclaiming,

followed her gaze but didn’t see anything.