Love At The Wrong Table
Chapter 1077
Chapter 1077 Personal Maid
“Old Mr. Quillen, we have arrived!”
The medical staff of the Quillen family rushed to the scene.
“Hurry! Make sure her wounds are properly treated and prevent any complications!”
“Yes, Old Mr. Quillen!”
The medical staff swiftly placed Marilyn on a stretcher.
“No! Old Mr. Quillen, I don’t want to leave you! Don’t take me away. I want to talk to Old Mr. Quillen!” Marilyn exclaimed anxiously.
Alfred watched and sensed that something was wrong!
Terence, who was usually wise, appeared somewhat confused. He quickly reassured her. “Marilyn, don’t worry, No one will drive you away tonight. Let’s take care of your wounds first, and then we can have a proper conversation!
“Really?” Marilyn still had a childlike look in her eyes, mixed with a hint of panic. “I’m so afraid that I won’t see you again. I don’t have any family now, so you’re the person closest to me…
“Alas…” Terence pondered over her ordeal, and his gaze became compassionate. He gently patted her head and said, “Don’t worry. I won’t abandon you!”
ed away for
“Okay, Old Mr. Quillen. I believe you!” Marilyn finally felt relieved and allowed herself to be carried away treatment.
Alfred observed this scene and didn’t know what to say. Regardless of whether this girl had ulterior motives, she was determined enough to go to such lengths!
As Marilyn was being carried away, Felicity also stepped out of the room and took a glance.
Marilyn was just too young. She couldn’t possibly think like Mackenzie did. She probably thought that this young girl was here for money, right?
To be honest, although it was a bit lowly, there was indeed a sense of determination!
Anyway, the Quillen family had plenty of money. They could support a hundred or a thousand women without a problem, let alone supporting one more woman. So, Felicity didn’t worry too much about such trivial matters.
The next day was Saturday, so Mackenzie decided to take a day off at home.
It was rare for his wife to have a day off and stay at home. Emmanuel naturally wanted to take good care of her and prepared a hearty breakfast with love.
suddenly said, “Emmanuel, let’s go out for
“Huh? Where to?”
was caught off guard. This was the first time she had taken the initiative to ask him out
last time that I would buy you a few sets of clothes. Let’s go to Cloudscape
more natural. After all, she was the president of the company and rarely-
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1077 Personal
more natural. After all, she was the president or the company and
Emmanuel tried his best to remain calm, but he couldn’t hide his
this feeling. It was a sense of happiness that he had
breakfast table and couldn’t help but secretly dance as he walked into the kitchen. He was showing the
Mackenzie helped to bring the milk cup to the kitchen and happened to see his series of
movements.
are you doing?”
Is
a morning exercise, so I’m
turned slightly red, and he
What an idiot!
urge to laugh. She always thought that this guy was a tough and boring man, but he also had such an adorable
immediately stopped his morning exercise when she left the kitchen and
you really need to dance with joy when your wife invites you to
his self–control had deteriorated
of them got
way, Mackenzie received a call
personal
“Is that so?”
report,
wanted a woman to serve him personally. But now he wanted Marilyn, which proved that
the thigh by General. It’s probably going to be difficult for her to walk normally
At Cloudscape
and couldn’t comprehend any hidden motives from Marilyn, given the significant difference
Mackenzie responded quietly after listening
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