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-”

finished his sentence, he sensed a

next moment, a pillow came flying.

quickly by catching

Mackenzie in terror.

as cold as a blade forged with ice that

down. He felt a premonitory pain all over him.

or I’ll kill you!”

had misandry and would get goosebumps if a

brushed her skin.

earlier sight of Emmanuel finishing her

half–eaten pancake.

dare he bring up the embarrassing thing I

silent at the sight of the sharp cutleries

him. His gaze fell instinctively

glass of milk.

are you looking at?” Mackenzie snapped. Originally not intending

she quickly drained the glass in a gulp

of approval. “That’s

Avoid wastage.”

“Get out!”

leaped to her feet after setting

sharing the pancake wasn’t indirectly kissing, drinking my

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was not Emmanuel’s intention; he simply did not like wasting food.

at the frigid woman like he was coveting

own glass, then

you think living like this robs a

his dignity?”

“What?”

at her,