A Whirlwind Marriage with the Beautiful CEO novel Chapter 11

Chapter 11 

When Milani regained her composure, her expression 

instantly turned into a look of disdain. She did not 

believe for a second that Emmanuel already had a 

wife. Laughing off the idea, she remarked, “You must’ve 

gotten the money from loan sharks. Now, you want to 

rub it in my face. That’s why you’re spouting such lies. 

What a joke!” 

I was at Emmanuel’s house just yesterday, and it sure 

didn’t seem as though he had a wife. If he does, why 

would he still go on a blind date with me? Does he not 

care that he’d be committing bigamy? 

Seeing that she doubted him, Frederick started 

panicking. 

Emmanuel had to go over and tug on his arm. Saving 

his mother is the most pressing matter on hand. Why 

does he care what nonsense this woman is saying? 

Upon noticing Emmanuel, Milani did not attempt to 

hide her sneer. “Emmanuel, I heard you have a wife. 

Who’d be willing to marry you? Why don’t you send me 

a photo of her so I can see what she looks like?” 

Naturally, he was not about to send Milani a photo of 

Mackenzie just to embarrass her. Firstly, I don’t have 

Mackenzie’s photo. Secondly, this woman still wouldn’t 

believe me even if I had one to show her. And thirdly, 

Mackenzie isn’t really my wife, so what’s there to brag 

about? 

Hence, he remained silent while pulling Frederick 

toward the operating room. After all, the most 

important thing they had to do now was to urge the 

hospital to operate as soon as possible. 

It only amused her further that he dared not utter a 

retort. “Hmph! You two are just a couple of broke losers, 

stubbornly trying to cling to your pride and dignity!” 

After getting off work that evening, Emmanuel headed 

home. He still rode an electric scooter as he had no 

money to buy a car. 

During the journey back, he kept thinking about 

Frederick. We’ve managed to schedule the operation, 

but I’m afraid it’ll take Frederick years to return the 

money. He can take his time paying off the sixty 

thousand from Mom. As for Mackenzie, however, who 

knows how she’ll take it if I delay returning the two 

hundred thousand I borrowed from her for years? 

He was so preoccupied with his thoughts that he 

accidentally rammed into the front of a Bentley while 

turning a corner. 

Bang! 

The impact sent him tumbling to the ground, and 

Chapter 11 She is Eve Incemete 

when he looked up, his face fell. D*mn it! That’s an 

expensive car! 

The driver of the Bentley stepped out of the vehicle 

with a grim expression. In an icy tone, he asked, “Hey, 

are you all right?” 

5/17 

The man had sounded his horn just before turning to 

alert the others at the intersection. Despite that, 

Emmanuel had not slowed down at all. Hence, the way 

he saw it was that the accident was Emmanuel’s fault. 

Nonetheless, he could not help worrying as the area 

had no surveillance cameras. If he can’t get up, the 

traffic police will likely rule the car liable for the 

accident when they get here. And if this guy staged 

the accident, he might go as far as to blackmail my 

boss for a hefty sum of money! 

6/17 

With those concerns in mind, the driver dared not 

berate Emmanuel despite his anger, fearing the latter 

would get annoyed and pretend to be severely injured. 

“I’m all right! So sorry about that!” Emmanuel quickly 

scrambled to his feet. Although his calf was bleeding, 

he kept insisting he was fine. 

He was well aware he had caused the accident by not 

slowing down at the corner, and if the other party 

demanded compensation, he knew it would not be a 

small amount. Hence, he quickly limped off while 

pushing his scooter after apologizing. 

When he had left, Mackenzie finally emerged from the 

car. She furrowed her brows while watching him 

hobble away. What on earth was he doing? How could 

he drive around so distractedly? Is he trying to get 

himself killed? 

Not knowing that the man who had just collided with 

the car was her husband, the driver asked, “Ms. Quillen, 

do we need to call the police?” 

“No need for that. It’s no big deal. Take the car to have 

its paint touched up. I’ll walk the rest of the way.” 

“Huh?” For a moment, the driver was stunned. Then, he 

finally nodded and said, “Very well, Ms. Quillen.” 

Nonetheless, he was puzzled. This Bentley is her 

favorite car. Had something like this occurred in the 

past, she would’ve thoroughly investigated the matter. 

With her connections and capabilities, it wouldn’t be 

difficult for her to make the other party compensate 

and apologize for their mistake. This time, though, why 

did she let that guy off the hook just like that? 

When Mackenzie arrived home, she saw Emmanuel 

getting out the medical kit to treat the injuries on his 

calf. 

9/17 

The fall had caused a chunk of his flesh to get scraped 

off, and the wound was a bloody mess. Even so, he did 

not flinch while applying the antiseptic. 

Does this guy even feel any pain? Although she knew 

perfectly well what had happened, she feigned 

ignorance and slowly walked over to him. “What 

happened to you?” 

He was momentarily startled. Then, he smiled wryly 

and replied, “Oh, it’s nothing. I accidentally hit a Bentley 

on my way back.” 

“It looks like a bad accident. How much did you ask 

that person to compensate you?” she asked, a 

half-smile still tugging at her lips. 

“Compensate me? I was the one not paying attention 

to the road. I should be counting my lucky stars that 

they didn’t arrest me and demand I pay for the 

damage,” he admitted frankly. 

At that, her smile widened slightly. So, he does know 

how careless he was, does he? 

If Emmanuel had launched into an angry tirade and 

pushed away all the blame, she would have flown into 

a rage. In fact, she would have revealed her identity 

and exposed his lies, then made him cough up money 

for the damages. 

However, her anger subsided when she saw him 

readily take responsibility for the incident. She even sat 

beside him on her own accord and examined his 

injuries. 

His heart raced as he gazed at her stunningly beautiful 

profile up close and caught a whiff of the faint floral 

fragrance emanating from her body. Is she an angel 

from heaven? 

Te 

A moment later, however, she stretched out a finger 

and deliberately poked at his wound. 

Finally unable to bear the stinging pain, he let out a 

cry. “Ouch!” 

“Oh, so you do feel pain!” Mackenzie remarked in 

surprise. 

“What are you on about?” He was boiling with rage. Is 

she a cold-blooded woman? She can see how badly 

hurt I am, yet she prods at my wound on purpose to 

confirm something so stupid! She’s evil incarnate! 

“I’m not dead, so why wouldn’t I feel any pain?” he 

12/17 

Chapter Drone is Evil incarnate 

growled.