A Whirlwind Marriage with the Beautiful CEO

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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,

no food! What’s the point? Am I supposed to

frying pan?

was time

the nearby

couldn’t go back to his family for now,

make this place his new

that he bought

his grocery

at Terence Group, the meeting had just ended,

glanced at the time. It

past nine.

filled

to her

driver took her in the direction of the

mansion.

she called out halfway through the

the matter, Ms. Quillen?” the driver

the brakes and

didn’t answer him. In

just remembered that

her not

mansion until she had given

be wherever her husband

the country’s millennium-long

she still had to

now that she was married.

Take me

“Yes, Ms. Quillen.”

all the driver responded with, despite

curiosity.

only remaining male driver, he

to risk losing his

with his words.

was past ten when Emmanuel returned

apartment.

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had left the lights on when leaving,

was already home,

place looked as tidy as before.

after grocery shopping, the

shirt and

freeze on the spot the moment

door.

the woman in the

his ability to

a bubble

out of the tub, her

a field of snow.

was filled with bubbles,

vaguely see what was

the water from where he

woman’s figure was stunning beyond description,

shimmered like

Thump.

Thump.

began to race

ten times

women as a gynecologist, he

felt anything.

time, he knew Mackenzie

from the rest.

done staring? Do you want

your eyes?”

screaming, the woman threatened

him with eyes

never locked the bathroom door as she was used

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alone, but she now regretted not doing that.

I didn’t know you were back.”

all over his skin, Emmanuel

hurriedly fled.

he leaned against the wall

upon exiting the bathroom and gasped

for air.

of delay, and I’d probably be dead.

blitz marriages.

other person’s habits. Her

every inch of

think that even he, a gynecologist, would feel this

way.

her chest while inside

the bathtub.

she had managed to play it cool

now felt completely on edge

left.