Chapter 249
Love at the Wrong Table
Chapter 249
âMackenzie! Mackenzie!â Emmanuel hurriedly chased after her to the door,
but it was clear that she couldnât be bothered with him. He retreated with a
sigh, feeling dejected.
âWhatâs wrong, Dr. Lowe?â Claudetteâs tone carried a hint of apology. Her
strange illness chose to flare up at this very moment, and she truly wanted to
see Emmanuel now, hoping he could come and help her.
âIâm sorry, Ms. Lenoir. I canât go out tonight. Please come to the hospital
tomorrow for a checkup.â He understood what she meant just now, but he
wasnât in the mood for it.
âOh, okay.â She agreed with a sigh.
After she hung up the phone, her unsettled emotions continued to linger. She
didnât feel a sense of triumph over defeating a love rival. Instead, she felt a
-wave of guilt.
Although it wasnât intentional, it was because of her that Emmanuel and
Mackenzie ended up in such a state. I feel like a mistress in their relationship,
but I really want to be with him. What should I do? At this thought, tears
welled up uncontrollably in her eyes.
On the other hand, Emmanuel didnât have the energy to attend to Claudetteâs
emotions, for his mind was occupied with how to fix his relationship with
Mackenzie. She told me to get out, but I donât want to leave this home.
After some hesitation, he decided to respect her wishes. After leaving a note
behind, he left the house.
Thud! Although he closed the door quietly, Mackenzie still heard it. She quickly
walked out and discovered that the man had indeed left.
At this moment, it was already past midnight. Is he going over to Claudetteâs?
When she noticed the note on the table in the living room, she quickly picked
it up and read his message. âIâm sorry, Ms. Quillen. Maybe I shouldnât have
-attended the laser tag game, but my relationship with Ms. Lenoir is purely
platonic. I didnât cheat on you. Please believe me. Since this house is yours, I
will leave if you want me to. If you need me for anything else, you can
contact me anytime.â
These simple words caused the poised and aloof CEO of Terence Group to
tremble slightly, and she felt a tingling sensation in her nose. Damn it! When
did I start caring so much about a man?
As she bit her lip tightly, she comforted herself, saying, Itâs good that the idiot
left on his own. Heâs the one at fault, anyway. If I divorce him, Grandpa canât
blame me.
That was what she believed, but her body didnât follow suit. Since she couldnât`
sleep, she put on a coat and went outside.
Through the glass window in the corridor, she saw Emmanuel sitting on a
bench under the streetlight in the neighborhood.
She wanted to invite him back inside, but she was the proud Ms. Quillen. How
could she go back on her words? I was the one who told him to get out. If I
ask him to return, others will surely laugh at me if they find out. No! No way Iâm
letting that happen.â
âHmph, since heâs as strong as a tiger, he wonât freeze to death.â
Mackenzie ultimately returned to the house, but sleep eluded her.
The next morning, she left home slightly later than usual.
When she reached the garage, she noticed that the Maserati was still there.
Emmanuel must have taken the electric bike to work.
Suddenly, her expression turned slightly angry. She was about to call Wally to
come and pick her up when she thought better of it and got into the Maserati
before driving to work.