A Whirlwind Marriage with the Beautiful CEO novel Chapter 138

 Chapter 138 

After finishing his shift at the hospital, Emmanuel drove his Maserati straight 

to Terence Group the next day. 

To his surprise, he ran into Beatrix just as she got out of her car at the 

entrance of the company building. 

“Hey, Dummy!” Beatrix waved at Emmanuel. 

Frowning, the man stepped out of his car and approached her, adopting a 

serious tone. “Ms. Beatrix, I am not a dummy.” 

“If you aren’t a dummy, why did you respond when I called?” Beatrix chuckled. 

If she wasn’t his boss, he would have considered snapping back. 

“All right, I won’t call you that anymore, okay? Don’t be so angry!” 

Beatrix quickly tried to placate him, considering he had saved her life and 

was also her brother–in–law. She felt obligated to show him some respect. 

After all, the nickname was reserved exclusively for Mackenzie. 

“Do you have a nickname?” Beatrix asked. 

Emmanuel shook his head even though he had one which was mostly used 

by his family. 

“Well, that’s perfect. I’ll give you one now. From now on, you’ll go by Manuel!” 

Beatrix announced, disregarding Emmanuel’s preferences. Before he could 

respond, she continued, “I’ll call you Manuel from now on!” 

“What on earth?” Emmanuel furrowed his brows. 

Beatrix was indeed stubborn and willful. She had forced a name upon him. 

“Oh yes, Manuel, how did you manage to leave the hotel unscathed last 

night?” she asked. 

Beatrix’s curiosity about the incident grew stronger. Mackenzie had remained 

tight–lipped despite her relentless questioning. She turned her attention to 

Manuel, hoping to unravel the mystery. 

However, Emmanuel couldn’t provide a straightforward response because he 

didn’t want anyone to know about his past identity. 

“Did you strike some sort of deal with the female boss to save your life?” 

Beatrix made a guess when she saw his silence. 

She had pondered over it last night, and this seemed to be the most 

plausible possibility. After all, Emmanuel had good looks and an impressive 

physique. It was possible that the woman had fallen for him. 

She had even imagined explicit scenes in her mind. 

If that were indeed the case, she couldn’t help but feel guilty toward 

Mackenzie. 

“Wait, a deal? What kind of deal? We just spent some time alone together,” 

Emmanuel confessed. 

“What? Alone together? Did anything physical happen?” 

“She gave me a hug, and that was it.” 

“What? She hugged you? Was it a tight hug? And then what happened?” 

“It was a tight hug. Why are you asking about this?” 

Emmanuel furrowed his brows, thinking that there was something odd about 

Beatrix. Is this the demeanor of an esteemed young lady from a prominent 

family? Her excessive concern for my affairs is puzzling. 

Beatrix felt a wave of guilt wash over her as she listened to Emmanuel’s