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Love at the Wrong Table (Emmanuel Lowe and Mackenzie) novel Chapter 142

Chapter 142

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“What’s wrong? Is there an earthquake? Is there a fire? What are you shouting

for?”

Abellyn took her sweet time exiting the room, completely unfazed by Ryder’s

bellows.

In truth, she had been awake for quite some time and had been watching

some video clips on the bed. She had enjoyed herself so much that she did

not realize it was already six o’clock.

Ryder pointed at her and bombarded her with questions. “You useless

woman! Didn’t I tell you to stay home so you could cook? Where’s the food?

Why is the kitchen so quiet?”

“You told me to stay home, and I did. Besides, I never agreed to cook. Why are

you so mad? It’s not too late to cook, anyway.”

Abellyn had no fear of Ryder, nor did she think the man would dare to hit her.

It’ll be better if he does. That’s domestic abuse. I’ll have a legal reason to

leave him, then.

“Y–You!”

Ryder was seething, and his fists were clenched tightly.

He never lost his temper when Abellyn played poker every day instead of

working, taking care of Tommy, or cooking meals.

However, it was Tommy’s birthday that day. Ryder could only get off work at

five thirty, and he had already invited Emmanuel and his wife for dinner to

celebrate Tommy’s birthday at six. By seven o’clock, the couple would leave.

And now, it was already past six, and Abellyn had not even prepared a single

dish. What will Manny and Ms. Quillen eat later?

“Why are you clenching your fists, huh? To hit me? Go on! Do it then!”

Abellyn continued provoking him, even though his face was already

contorted with anger. This coward wouldn’t dare to touch me. I’ll make sure

he completely submits today. That way, he wouldn’t dare to lash out at me in

the future.

Ryder never thought of hitting his wife, but her stubborn refusal to admit her

wrong was pushing his limits.

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