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

frying pan?

it was time to make a

to the nearby supermarket.

back to his

this place his new

hungry that he bought himself a bun

doing his grocery shopping.

Group, the meeting had just

at the time. It

past nine.

her mind was filled with work as she

over to her Bentley.

her in the direction

mansion.

out halfway

matter, Ms. Quillen?” the

the brakes

didn’t answer

that

her not to

until she had given

should be wherever

country’s

she still had to live with

that she was

me

“Yes, Ms. Quillen.”

all the driver responded with, despite

curiosity.

only remaining male driver,

to risk losing his high-paying

careless with his words.

when

apartment.

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left the lights on when leaving, so

was already

as

sweat after grocery shopping, the

his shirt and walked toward the

freeze on the spot the moment he opened

door.

wide-eyed at the woman

ability

enjoying a bubble bath with her

of the tub, her pink

a field

though the bathtub was filled with

could still vaguely see what

from where he

woman’s figure was stunning beyond

her skin shimmered like

Thump.

Thump.

heart began to race again,

ten

seen so many women

had never felt anything.

time, he knew

from the rest.

staring? Do you want me

your eyes?”

of screaming, the woman threatened

at him with eyes

bathroom door as she was

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staying alone, but she now regretted

Quillen. I didn’t

all over his skin,

hurriedly fled.

acting calm initially, he leaned against the

upon exiting the

for air.

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

the problem with blitz marriages. You

other person’s habits. Her eyes

my God, every inch of that body was

that even he, a gynecologist,

way.

her

the bathtub.

had managed to play it cool when the

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