Love at the Wrong Table (Emmanuel Lowe and Mackenzie) novel Chapter 781

Chapter 781

Emmanuel arrived at Terence Group a little before 6 p.m. only to learn that

Mackenzie had already gone home.

He was puzzled. Is she okay? This has never happened before.

With a hint of worry, Emmanuel hurriedly drove home.

Upon opening the door, he found Mackenzie slouching on the couch, her

beautiful eyes half-closed, seemingly asleep.

Emmanuel felt a pang of heartache.

After being married for over three months, this was the first time he had seen

her looking so tired.

Concerned that she might be uncomfortable sleeping like this, Emmanuel

gently tried to lift her up to put her back on the bed.

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To his surprise, Mackenzie was still quite awake. Just as he placed his large

hand on her shoulder, she suddenly opened her eyes.

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Seeing her vigilant look, Emmanuel felt a bit embarrassed and quickly

explained, “I only meant to carry you to bed.”

Mackenzie’s gaze became even more alert in response.

Only then did Emmanuel realize that his words could be interpreted

ambiguously, so he further explained, “What I mean is, I wanted to carry you

to bed to sleep. The position here is not comfortable!”

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Feeling that Mackenzie was still giving him a strange look, Emmanuel started

to feel a bit frustrated. How did this turn into such a misunderstanding?!

“That’s alright. I won’t sleep anymore.”

Mackenzie knew that he didn’t mean it that way; she just thought he was a

fool. Has he really never considered sleeping with me?!

“Okay then, if you’re too tired, you should wash up and go to bed early.”

Emmanuel let go of her shoulder and expressed his concern.

Suddenly, Mackenzie remembered that Wally helped her bring in the bag of

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peaches earlier and had left it on the table.

Having just been dozing off and now feeling a bit thirsty, she asked,

“Emmanuel, can you help me wash the peaches?”

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What?! Emmanuel thought he was hallucinating. What did Mackenzie ask me

to help wash?! Has our marital relationship progressed to this point?

“What’s wrong? Can’t you?” Mackenzie sat up and lazily stretched her waist.

The curve of her figure was like a deadly weapon, capable of destroying

anyone’s composure.

“Um… Is this really okay?” Emmanuel, who was impervious to any woman’s