Chapter 4

Emmanuel, embodying his generous nature, set aside any discontentment he felt as soon as he discovered the apartment and proceeded to bring his luggage inside.
The unit was remarkably spacious, more than twice the size of his three-bedroom house, and adorned with lavish decorations.
During his initial visit, the four-bedroom apartment seemed like a bit of a maze.
One observation that caught Emmanuel's attention was the absence of everyday household items in the furnished unit.
It appears that she doesn't reside here regularly. It's interesting how wealthy individuals tend to disregard what they possess. While I shared an eighty-square-foot space with two family members, this woman purchased a two-hundred-square-foot apartment and left it unoccupied. If it weren't for her grandfather pressuring her into marriage and needing this place to accommodate me, it would likely have remained empty indefinitely.
Emmanuel couldn't help but scoff 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 Candy Crush Saga 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,
but no food! What's the point? Am I supposed to eat a frying pan?
Thus, the man decided it was time to make a trip down to the nearby supermarket.
Since he couldn't go back to his family for now, he could only make this place his new home.
He was so hungry that he bought himself a bun before doing his grocery shopping.
Back at Terence Group, the meeting had just ended,
and Mackenzie glanced at the time. It was already past nine.
Per usual, her mind was filled with work as she walked over to her Bentley.
The driver took her in the direction of the family mansion.
"Stop!" she called out halfway through the journey.
"What's the matter, Ms. Quillen?" the driver immediately hit the brakes and asked politely.
The woman naturally didn't answer him. In fact, she had only just remembered that she was now married,
and Terence had warned her not to return to the Quillen family mansion until she had given birth.
A woman should be wherever her husband was; this was the country's millennium-long tradition.
Regardless of her status, she still had to live with her husband now that she was married.
"Turn around. Take me to Yociam Residence."
"Yes, Ms. Quillen."
That was all the driver responded with, despite his curiosity.
As Mackenzie's only remaining male driver, he wasn't going to risk losing his high-paying job by being careless with his words.
It was past ten when Emmanuel returned to the apartment.
He had left the lights on when leaving, so he didn't realize Mackenzie was already home, especially since the place looked as tidy as before.
Drenched in sweat after grocery shopping, the man took off his shirt and walked toward the bathroom,
only to freeze on the spot the moment he opened the door.
He stared wide-eyed at the woman in the tub, having lost his ability to blink.
Mackenzie was enjoying a bubble bath with her legs sticking out of the tub, her pink toes looking like flower buds in a field of snow.
Even though the bathtub was filled with bubbles,
Emmanuel could still vaguely see what was underneath the water from where he was standing.
The woman's figure was stunning beyond description,
and her skin shimmered like moonstone.
Thump.
Thump.
Emmanuel's heart began to race again, and this time,
it was ten times faster.
Having seen so many women as a gynecologist, he had never felt anything.
However, this time, he knew Mackenzie was different from the rest.
"Are you done staring? Do you want me to carve out your eyes?"
Instead of screaming, the woman threatened him icily and glared at him with eyes that could kill.
She never locked the bathroom door as she was used Candy Crush Saga to staying alone, but she now regretted not doing that.
"I'm sorry, Ms. Quillen. I didn't know you were back."
Feeling goosebumps all over his skin, Emmanuel hurriedly fled.
Despite acting calm initially, he leaned against the wall immediately upon exiting the bathroom and gasped for air.
Any second of delay, and I'd probably be dead. This is exactly the problem with blitz marriages. You don't know the other person's habits. Her eyes were so scary,
but my God, every inch of that body was just unreal.
To think that even he, a gynecologist, would feel this way.
Meanwhile, Mackenzie clutched her chest while inside the bathtub.
While she had managed to play it cool when the man walked in, she now felt completely on edge after he left.
I can't believe a man saw my body! Sure, he's my husband, and it's not like he was being creepy or anything, but still! I feel so grossed out!
"I knew getting married was a bad idea…"
The woman sighed helplessly.
What if it's all on purpose?
She had always been distrusting of others since she was young, and when Emmanuel passed her two tests so easily, she began suspecting him of having ulterior motives.
I bet he knows I'm loaded, but he pretended not to care about any of that just because Grandpa was testing him.
Mackenzie refused to believe that there was someone with no desires in this world, especially a man.
However, she could only keep up the act since she had no proof.
After her bath, Mackenzie walked into the living room.
Emmanuel was sitting on the couch and pressing the remote button aimlessly when he glanced up and noticed her. Then, he felt his body tense up.
"Ms. Quillen, from now on, could you please put on some underwear after your bath?" Emmanuel requested sincerely.
What kind of man could resist such a beautiful and alluring woman like Mackenzie walking around in nothing but a thin nightgown?
Even Emmanuel, who had a higher resistance due to his profession, could feel his body temperature rising.
"Hmph! It's not like I knew you'd be waiting for me out here in the living room."
The woman stared at him with frosty eyes.
What woman wears her underwear after a bath? That's such a hassle!
She loved living without care, so having a man in her house now made things unbearable for her.
Candy Crush Saga "I'll go to my room, then."
Emmanuel got up to make his escape.
This woman's way too cold. I thought of having a chat with her to win her over slowly, but I guess I overestimated myself. I don't even know what to say to her now! How am I supposed to continue living with her?
As Beatrix had anticipated, he was beginning to waver.
Yet, the man heard a loud thud the moment he turned to leave.
He then glanced back and saw Mackenzie kneeling on Candy Crush Saga the floor, seemingly in pain.
The sight of her collar loosening while she had no undergarments on made Emmanuel feel as though his soul had been captured.
"Ms. Quillen! What's wrong?"
Emmanuel hurried over to help Mackenzie up, but his hand stopped in the air abruptly when he sensed an intimidating aura around her.
He hesitated, wondering if he should touch her.
Looking at the motionless woman with beads of sweat trickling down her forehead, he eventually mustered his courage and picked her up.
To his surprise, she felt much lighter than he expected for a five-and-a-half-foot-tall person.
In fact, he reckoned she weighed only around a Chapter & Go Home With Me hundred and ten pounds.
"D-Don't touch me!"
Mackenzie still managed to shoot him a steely glare despite the gripping pain she felt.
It was nothing compared to how much she detested the touch of a man, let alone being carried by one.
Goosebumps broke out across her body the moment Emmanuel touched her.
The man evaded her hostile eyes and gently put her down on the couch, saying, "Just look at you. You don't eat regularly. That's why you're having stomach flu now."
Wait. How does he even know that? We've only known each other for a day!
Mackenzie was taken aback by how much Emmanuel knew about her, but before she could respond,
Emmanuel had lifted her nightgown.
"W-What do you think you're doing? I'll kill you!"
Mackenzie exploded in a burst of energy, twisting Emmanuel's arm.
There was no way she would let a man like him take advantage of her, especially when she was a daughter of the Quillen family and had been practicing martial arts her whole life.
Despite how painful the grip was, Emmanuel did not fight back. "I'm just trying to help ease your pain," he explained, gritting his teeth.
Looks can be deceiving, man. She's not ladylike at all,
despite how gorgeous she is!
"A-Aren't you a gynecologist? Do you know internal medicine too?"
Mackenzie had doubts, but there was no time for that.
Another sharp spasm of pain struck, forcing her to let go of Emmanuel and hold her stomach.
"I can well call 911 if you don't trust me, but you'll have to endure the pain until you reach the hospital."
Candy Crush Saga Hearing this, Mackenzie took her phone to make a call,
for there was no way she would swallow her ego and let Emmanuel have his way, but when the latter saw her curl into a ball because of the pain, he swept her phone aside and squatted down in front of her.
5/17 Then, Mackenzie felt a big, warm palm lifting her gown right after, but she did not stop him.
With Me Besides, she figured she should trust Emmanuel once,
since she could break him into pieces later if she found out he was purely taking advantage of her.
Meanwhile, Emmanuel felt his heart start pounding vigorously when he saw Mackenzie's pair of fair and flawless legs.
In fact, he gulped without even knowing when he lifted her skirt.
As a gynecologist, he had never felt a sense of irresistible attraction toward any woman except for Mackenzie, but he quickly collected his thoughts and rubbed his hands before warming her stomach with the heat from his palms.
"Urgh…"
Mackenzie finally felt more comfortable when a rush of warmth went through her stomach, dispelling the pain from earlier.
Then, Emmanuel repeated the gesture a few times and massaged her lower abdomen.
Oh, her abs are tight and toned. She must be disciplined enough to work out regularly.
"W-What is this you're doing?" Mackenzie asked, biting her lower lip.
She had always abhorred men's touch, but this time, it felt different when Emmanuel touched her.
Although the sense of distaste was still there,
Mackenzie felt good and embarrassed simultaneously.
The feeling perplexed her.
"I'm applying pressure on your acupoints," Emmanuel answered, looking down to avoid eye contact. As his gaze lowered, he could not help but steal a glance at Mackenzie's legs.
She's truly a work of art!
Little did he know, Mackenzie was watching his every move.
I knew it. This man is finally showing his true colors.
They all put up a front as if they are true gentlemen before they marry you, but the truth is that all men are the same. They're all perverts.
"How are you feeling?" Emmanuel asked suddenly.
"I'm fine already. You should stop touching me now,"
Mackenzie instructed coldly.
Emmanuel did as she told, but on second thought, he reminded, "What's with this aversion? I'm your husband. Besides, I'm just trying to help you."
Mackenzie bit her lower lip and scoffed.
Seriously? I don't understand why human reproduction has to happen between a man and a woman. I bet other women feel uncomfortable about it too!
"Let me make you something to eat. Also, make sure you don't work overtime with an empty stomach next time," Emmanuel remarked, standing up to leave.
"Are you doing this as a doctor or as a husband?" she asked indifferently.
"Is that even important?"
Pfft. Does she have to be so serious?
Mackenzie ignored that question and informed instead, "I'm turning in at eleven, so make sure not to disturb me after that."
Emmanuel rolled his eyes and smiled in resignation. I swear, getting along with a company executive is harder than working at the hospital.
Ten minutes later, Emmanuel headed to her room and knocked on the door with a plate of spaghetti with egg.
The sight baffled Mackenzie when she opened the door.
"Did you buy the ingredients? Wait. Do you also know how to cook?"
"Of course I bought groceries. Your kitchen is literally empty. Do you think the food just dropped from heaven?"
With that, Emmanuel entered the room with the food and placed the plate on the table. "Eat it while it's still warm. You're not supposed to be eating anything cold."
"Are you seriously telling me what to do?" Mackenzie asked, slightly amused.
She was still not used to living together with a man.
Before this, not even her mother dared to tell her what to do, so it caught her off guard when Emmanuel did that.
I'm the CEO of Terence Group. Who dares to boss me around?
"This is just a friendly reminder," Emmanuel replied sternly all of a sudden. "You're my wife and, more so now, a patient, so you should listen to me."
A frown crept on Mackenzie's brows as she stared at the man.
In the end, she gave up arguing with him and started eating, but when she saw the cheap food, she could not help but frown again.
"Is this even edible?"
"You won't die from a tasteless meal, but you'll definitely suffer if you go through the night with an empty stomach!"
Emmanuel was on the verge of losing his temper-he could not understand why Mackenzie could be so intractable.
At last, Mackenzie budged and spun the pasta with her fork.
She began to chew slowly before her face abruptly changed.
"Mm! This is pretty good. I hope I don't gain weight from an occasional late-night treat," she commented.
For the first time, Mackenzie thought living with a man was not entirely a bad idea, for it sure felt different from having a housekeeper at home.
Her behavior rendered Emmanuel speechless.
I guess a woman will always be a woman. She might be a misandrist, but she still cares about her body image, just as all other women do. Her beauty is all she lives for.
"I'm done. Is this fine?" Mackenzie asked Emmanuel like a patient seeking approval from their doctor after only taking two bites of the food.
Emmanuel was exasperated.
I can't understand how someone can be this difficult! I made this specifically for her, yet she only takes two bites of it!
Knowing there was no point in trying to change her mind, Emmanuel held his dissatisfaction and collected the plate and cutlery before leaving.
"By the way," he suddenly voiced out when he almost reached the door. "When will you be free to go home with me? My mom would love to meet you."
His heart thudded loudly with anxiety as he waited for an answer.

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