A Whirlwind Marriage with the Beautiful CEO novel Chapter 119

Chapter 119 

She is a frigid woman indeed. 

Though Emmanuel thought her suggestion was cruel, it was practical. 

He did not plan on giving away eighty thousand, and he said so himself. 

However, he felt that it would be too harsh if he went through with it. 

Mackenzie’s words had somewhat eased his burden. 

“Thank you, Ms. Quillen.” 

Suddenly, Emmanuel thanked her with a smile. 

Mackenzie was slightly taken aback before laughing. “Why are you 

thanking me for? I didn’t give you any money!” 

Then, she turned coolly and returned to her bedroom. 

I didn’t want to see him brooding and moping about. Now that it’s 

resolved, it’s much better. 

The following day was a Saturday. 

Emmanuel did not go to work that day, so he rose at seven in the morning 

to prepare breakfast. When he was halfway through, he saw Mackenzie 

emerging from her bedroom and stretching like a kitten. 

Her pajama top lifted slightly, and her waist was attractive like a lethal 

scimitar. 

Her pink navel seemed to possess magical powers. He could not tear his 

gaze from it. 

Her body was perfect. 

“Aren’t you going to the office today, Ms. Quillen?” 

Emmanuel emerged from the kitchen in his apron. 

“Mmm.” 

Mackenzie nodded. This must be the first time I’m staying in on a weekend 

with him 

“I’m making breakfast. If you don’t mind, I can count you in.” 

“Sure.” 

Mackenzie nodded, and Emmanuel turned around and returned to the 

kitchen. 

She did not want to marry for a very important reason–she did not wish to 

enter the kitchen. 

The men worked, while the women stayed home. That was the tradition of 

Chanaea. 

She never expected that her husband was the one in the kitchen instead, 

and she could go on not having to dirty her hands, having even greater 

convenience than before. 

Soon, Emmanuel emerged with two items that looked like flatbreads and 

placed them on the dining table. Then, he produced some milk from the 

fridge to warm it up. 

“What is this?” 

” 

Mackenzie was curious. She studied the golden brown pancakes for a long 

time. 

“Potato pancakes.” 

Emmanuel’s answer came from the kitchen. “It’s made with potatoes, 

eggs, and flour. It doesn’t cost a lot to make, but it doesn’t look bad. In fact, 

it looks and smells good.” 

Mackenzie tutted. “Are you praising yourself?” 

Despite her blunt remark, it did indeed look and smell good. However, the 

taste remained to be seen. 

She had never eaten such a humble breakfast as she was worried about 

the poor nutritional value.