Mistaken Match Marrying the Enigmatic CEO

Chapter 7

Chapter 7

Being the magnanimous man that he was, Emmanuel

cast aside all his displeasure as soon as he found the

apartment and dragged his luggage in with him.

The unit was huge-more than twice the size of his

three-bedroom home-and the interior was lavishly

decorated.

The four-bedroom apartment felt a bit like a maze on

one’s first visit.

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One thing that Emmanuel noticed, however, was that

although the unit was fully furnished, there didn’t seem

to be any fast-moving consumer goods.

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That means she probably doesn’t live here on a

regular basis. Rich people sure love wasting what they

have, huh? I shared an eighty-square-foot home with

two family members, while this woman bought a

two-hundred-square-foot apartment and left it

unoccupied. If her grandfather hadn’t forced her to get

married, and she needed to use this place to keep me,

it probably would’ve stayed empty forever.

The man scoffed at his own thoughts.

Wait, “keep me?” I just made myself sound like I’m

living off her. That’s not what I’m here for! I just needed

to find a woman to spend my days with, and we’re

both getting something out of each other. Besides, I

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much the same as paying rent.

Out of the four bedrooms, only the biggest one had

multiple closets filled with brand-new clothes.

This must be her lair.

There was an array of shirts and coats, but only three

pairs of underwear-all of which were either fully white

or black and made of cotton.

What a waste of a body like that. Why doesn’t she wear

something spicier?

Despite thinking that, Emmanuel had no interest in

touching her clothes and walked away. Then, he

picked the bedroom furthest from hers as his own.

Considering how much Mackenzie hated men, he knew

he was better off staying as far away from her as

possible.

Rumble.

Feeling his stomach growl again, Emmanuel headed

into the kitchen.

Seriously? All this premium cookware and equipment,

food! What’s the point? Am I supposed to

frying pan?

man decided it was time

to the nearby supermarket.

to his family

only make this place his new

that he bought himself a bun

doing his grocery shopping.

Group, the

at the time.

past nine.

her mind was filled

over to her Bentley.

her in the direction of the

mansion.

called out halfway through

the matter, Ms. Quillen?” the

the brakes and

naturally didn’t answer him.

that

Terence had warned her not

family mansion until she had given

woman should be wherever her husband

country’s millennium-long

she still had

that she

around. Take me to

“Yes, Ms. Quillen.”

was all the driver responded

curiosity.

Mackenzie’s only remaining

his

careless with his words.

ten when

apartment.

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the lights on when leaving, so he

Mackenzie was already home, especially

place looked as

sweat after grocery

off his shirt and walked toward the

the spot the moment

door.

stared wide-eyed at the woman

ability to

was enjoying a bubble bath with her

the tub, her pink toes looking

a field

bathtub was

could still vaguely

water from where he was

woman’s figure was stunning

her skin shimmered like

Thump.

Thump.

began to race again,

ten

so many women as a gynecologist,

had never felt anything.

he

from the rest.

you done staring? Do you want

your eyes?”

screaming, the

with eyes

locked the bathroom door as she

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she now regretted not doing

Ms. Quillen. I didn’t

goosebumps all over his

hurriedly fled.

acting calm initially, he leaned against

upon exiting the

for air.

delay, and I’d probably be dead. This

problem with blitz marriages. You

habits. Her eyes

my God, every inch of that body was just

think that even he, a gynecologist,

way.

her chest

the bathtub.

play it cool when

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