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,

What’s the point? Am I supposed to eat

frying pan?

decided it was time to make a trip

the nearby supermarket.

couldn’t go back to his family for now,

place his

that he bought himself

grocery shopping.

Terence Group, the meeting had

Mackenzie glanced at the time. It

past nine.

usual, her mind was filled with work

her Bentley.

driver took her in the direction of the family

mansion.

halfway through the journey.

Ms. Quillen?” the driver

and asked politely.

didn’t answer him. In fact,

just remembered that she was now married,

Terence had warned her not to return to the

family mansion until she had

woman should be wherever her

the country’s millennium-long

her status, she still had to

she was

Take me to Yociam

“Yes, Ms. Quillen.”

was all the driver responded

curiosity.

Mackenzie’s only remaining male

his

his

past ten when Emmanuel

apartment.

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the lights on when leaving, so he

was already home,

as

in sweat after grocery shopping, the

shirt and walked toward the bathroom,

the spot

door.

the woman

his ability to

a bubble bath

tub, her pink toes looking like

a field

the bathtub was filled with bubbles,

could still vaguely see

where he was

figure was stunning beyond

skin shimmered like moonstone.

Thump.

Thump.

began to race again, and this time,

was ten times

seen so many women as

felt

knew Mackenzie was different

from the rest.

you done staring? Do you want me to carve

your eyes?”

of screaming, the woman threatened him icily

at him with

never locked the bathroom door as she was

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she now regretted not doing that.

didn’t

all over his skin,

hurriedly fled.

acting calm initially, he

upon exiting the

for air.

delay, and I’d probably be

problem with blitz marriages. You

habits. Her eyes were

every inch of that

think that even he, a gynecologist, would

way.

Mackenzie clutched her chest

the bathtub.

she had managed to play it

felt completely on

left.