Love At The Wrong Table

“What’s going on? I don’t remember locking the door,” Emmanuel

muttered under his breath as he tried to open the door.

He was sure he only closed the door and did not lock it.

Only one possible scenario exists; Mackenzie must have locked the door.

Likely she didn’t know I was out of the house and went to lock the door

when she passed by the living room since it was nearing bedtime. What

do I do now?

Emmanuel knew pressing the doorbell would not work if Mackenzie was

already in her room with the door closed. With the exceptional

soundproofing and the location of her room being the farthest in the

house, she could not hear the doorbell sound.

Emmanuel had no choice but to call her.

Ever since they signed the agreement, their relationship became tense.

Even making a phone call now made Emmanuel jittery for fear Mackenzie

would lose her temper. This did not happen in the past.

After being together for a while, Emmanuel knew Mackenzie did not like to

be disturbed during her rest. Hence, she would switch off her phone while

she slept.

He was mentally prepared to spend the night outside the house should

the call not get through.

After all, he had slept outside once when he was drunk.

Unexpectedly, the call got through. But, nobody answered.

He tried dialing again. After waiting for a while, the call was disconnected.

What’s the meaning of this? Emmanuel was flabbergasted.

Mackenzie did not answer Emmanuel’s call despite her phone being

switched on!

Meanwhile, Mackenzie was wide awake in her room. Earlier, she purposely

locked the main door even though she knew Emmanuel was outside the

house.

She could not explain her actions, but perhaps the earlier sight of

Emmanuel and Claudette together prompted her to do so. She felt they

looked more compatible, and thus, she decided to give them her blessing.

Well, go and find Claudette since you can’t enter the house!

In Mackenzie’s mind, Emmanuel was a love scammer who purposely

became a gynecologist and portrayed a favorable image to get close to

his victims. But in reality, he did not love them and only married them for

his benefit.

Yes, that must be it! Grandpa has fallen to his scam! If I am to bear him a

baby boy, which technically will not happen, but if that happens, he will

find ways to lay his hands on Grandpa’s ten billion worth of savings.

Thus, Mackenzie felt Emmanuel must have changed his strategy and

secretly worked on a backup plan after she forced him to sign the

agreement.

Claudette was his backup. Though her family might not be as prestigious

as Mackenzie’s, she was still someone of stature. Further, she was naïve,

which made her more susceptible to deception.

That must be why he started to make his move on her. Yes, no doubt

about it!

The more Mackenzie thought about it, the firmer she was about her

conjectures, so she refused to answer his call even when the phone kept

ringing.

Finally, the phone stopped ringing.

Meanwhile, Emmanuel felt Mackenzie would not open the door and was

mentally prepared to spend the night outside.

But he could not resist it and sent Mackenzie a voice message. “Ms.

Quillen, you have locked the door, and I can’t enter the house as I don’t

have the key. However, as I need to prepare for work tomorrow morning,

please leave my key below the doormat when you leave the house. Thank

you!”

With that, he prepared to press the elevator and leave.

He was not worried about spending the night outside-he knew of a

suitable spot within the residential area.

Moreover, it would not be difficult to find lodging for one night, even

without an ID card, as long as one was willing to spend.

At that moment, the apartment door opened about the same time as the

elevator door.

Donned in thin sleepwear, Mackenzie stood at the door and scorned

coldly, “What’s the matter? Going to look for your backup?”

Emmanuel’s brows drew together. He was baffled by her words.

Irritated by his reaction, Mackenzie scoffed and proceeded to close the door.

Emmanuel reacted quickly and rushed forward to get hold of the door before it closed.

Given a choice, he rather not go through the hassle and spend the night outside.Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.