A Whirlwind Marriage with the Beautiful CEO

Chapter 120

“I’ve had enough.”

Nodding, Mackenzie wiped her lips daintily.

The next second, she was stunned.

Emmanuel picked up her leftovers and ate them without hesitation.

Shocked, Mackenzie pointed a finger at him. “H–How could you do that?”

“What?”

Emmanuel blinked innocently. “Didn’t you say you’ve had enough?”

“You shouldn’t have ate it even if I didn’t want it!”

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Mackenzie felt as if he was on a different wavelength than her. She

-scowled at his look of confusion. “You finishing my leftovers is the same as

us kissing, isn’t it?”

Comprehension dawned on Emmanuel’s face.

So that’s what she’s worried about.

Then, he laughed. “You almost kissed me that night when you were drunk,

Ms. Quillen. How does this-”

he finished his sentence, he sensed a whiff of danger.

a pillow came

he reacted quickly by catching it. He gazed at

Mackenzie in terror.

glare was as cold as a blade forged with ice

a premonitory pain

another word, or I’ll kill you!”

had misandry and would get goosebumps if

brushed her skin.

uncomfortable at the earlier sight of Emmanuel

half–eaten pancake.

bring up the embarrassing thing I did? Is he

hastily silent at the sight of the sharp cutleries in her hands,

to fling them at him. His

of milk.

at?” Mackenzie snapped. Originally not intending to

drained the glass in a gulp lest he had other

of approval. “That’s right, Ms.

Avoid wastage.”

“Get out!”

after

pancake wasn’t indirectly kissing, drinking my

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intention; he simply did not like wasting food.

woman like he was

glass, then

to him. “Don’t you think living like this robs

of his

“What?”

gazed at