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

his sentence, he

next moment, a pillow

for Emmanuel, he reacted quickly by catching it. He gazed

Mackenzie in terror.

as cold as a blade forged

him down. He felt a

or

misandry and would get goosebumps if a man

brushed her skin.

earlier sight of

half–eaten pancake.

up the embarrassing thing I did? Is he sick of

silent at the sight of the sharp cutleries in

ready to fling them at him. His

unfinished glass of milk.

you looking at?” Mackenzie snapped.

drained the glass in a gulp lest he had other

thumbs–up of

Avoid wastage.”

“Get out!”

feet

indirectly

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Emmanuel’s intention; he simply did not like

a glance at the frigid

finished his own

suddenly turned to him. “Don’t you think living

man of his dignity?”

“What?”

gazed at her,

did not seem averse to discussing it,