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,

What’s the point? Am I supposed to

frying pan?

decided it was time

to the nearby supermarket.

couldn’t go back to his family for now,

this place his

that he bought himself

doing his grocery shopping.

at Terence Group, the

at the time.

past nine.

usual, her mind was filled with work

over to her Bentley.

driver took her in the

mansion.

out halfway through the

the matter, Ms.

brakes and asked

woman naturally didn’t answer him.

only just remembered that she

her not to return to

family mansion until

should be wherever her husband was;

the country’s millennium-long

still

that

me to

“Yes, Ms. Quillen.”

all the driver

curiosity.

remaining

risk losing his high-paying job

careless with his words.

ten when

apartment.

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lights on

was already home, especially

place looked as

after

his shirt and walked toward

freeze on the spot

door.

wide-eyed at the woman in

his ability to

a bubble bath with her

tub, her pink toes looking like

a field of

the bathtub

vaguely

the water from where he was

was

her skin shimmered like

Thump.

Thump.

to race again, and

ten

so many women as a

had never felt anything.

he knew Mackenzie was

from the rest.

you done staring? Do you want me to carve

your eyes?”

of screaming, the

with eyes

the bathroom door as

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but she

I

all over his skin,

hurriedly fled.

initially, he leaned against the

upon exiting the

for air.

second of delay, and I’d probably be dead.

problem with blitz marriages. You

habits. Her eyes were so

of that body was

even he, a gynecologist, would feel

way.

clutched her chest while

the bathtub.

play it cool

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