Love At The Wrong Table

“I’m sorry,

Mackenzie! I promise I won’t go to places like that again, no matter what!” Emmanuel sincerely apologized.

“Why are you apologizing? I’m the one who allowed you to go.” Mackenzie turned away, gazing out the window in silence.

However, Emmanuel still felt guilty. It seemed that his decision last night was indeed a terrible one. Married men, for any reason, should avoid places that could cause trouble for their wives.

Emmanuel had originally planned to talk to Mackenzie about Sarah, but seeing that his wife was in a bad mood, he ultimately chose not to continue.

“Make a stop at Luxoria Hotel!” Mackenzie suddenly spoke up as they approached Cloudscape Mall.

“Alright.” Emmanuel nodded without asking why, allowing Mackenzie to prompt him. “Don’t you want to know why I’m going there?”

“It’s a business matter. Do you have a client meeting?” Emmanuel hit the nail on the head. However, Mackenzie didn’t like that at all. She believed that the sense of mystery would gradually fade if they became too familiar with each other.

They say that seven years is the itch, but she and Emmanuel had only been together for less than half a year. Was it starting already?

meet him at the hotel!” she said intentionally, hoping to make Emmanuel jealous. It seemed like it had been a while since

but he even asked nonchalantly, “Would it be inconvenient if I accompany you?”

and shot him an angry glare as she spoke, “Wait for

of the car but became concerned that he would misunderstand. So, she added,

feelings were very contradictory. On one hand, she wanted Emmanuel to be jealous for her sake, but on the other hand, she didn’t want further suspicion between husband and wife, so she constantly

for you!” Emmanuel nodded and watched as Mackenzie walked into the

subtle change in his and Mackenzie’s relationship and felt slightly anxious. This change definitely had to do with his visit to The Paradise the night before. However, what’s done is done;

find time to consult Rhea, his love guru, about

really cared about Mackenzie now, and he would feel uncomfortable seeing his wife angry and giving him

Mackenzie arrived at the door of the presidential suite on the top floor, where a middle- aged man in a suit stood. He appeared to be around fifty years

time. Please, go ahead!” the middle- aged man said without

slightly and pushed the

casually leaning back with his legs on the table, playing a mobile game and excitedly shouting, “Flank them, use the ultimate move! Oh man,

as soon as he saw Mackenzie,