Mistaken Match: Marrying the Enigmatic CEO by Ruby Fennimore

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,

Quillen. How does this-”

he sensed a whiff of

next moment, a pillow came

Emmanuel, he reacted quickly by catching it. He

Mackenzie in terror.

as cold as a blade forged with ice that was

him down. He felt a premonitory

another word, or

get goosebumps if a man

brushed her skin.

uncomfortable at the earlier

half–eaten pancake.

he bring up the embarrassing thing I did? Is he

sight of the sharp cutleries

fling them at him.

unfinished glass of milk.

Mackenzie

quickly drained the glass in

of approval.

Avoid wastage.”

“Get out!”

feet after setting the glass

wasn’t indirectly

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was not Emmanuel’s intention; he simply did not like

glance at the frigid woman like he was coveting

finished his own glass,

him. “Don’t you think living

man of his dignity?”

“What?”

gazed at her,

that he did not seem averse to discussing it,