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Chapter 484
“No particular reason. She’s just manipulative and not a good person!” Beatrix
huffed, struggling to provide a more concrete explanation.
Beatrix had a slight resemblance to Mackenzie in terms of personality, as
both of them disliked talking behind people’s backs. Calling her sister a
manipulative person was already pushing the limits of her tolerance.
Observing Beatrix’s pouting expression and inflated cheeks, Emmanuel
decided not to probe further.
“If you doubt me, you should at least trust Mackenzie. She has a keen sense
of judgment when it comes to people, Beatrix added.
Emmanuel chuckled and responded, “Regardless of its truth, I’ll simply
maintain a normal interaction with her.”
Beatrix then offered another warning. “Even in a normal interaction, please
don’t do anything that might upset Mackenzie. She’s already burdened with
work matters. Don’t add to her troubles, okay?”
He smiled and teased, “Why do you sound like the older one here?”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBeatrix puffed up her chest slightly, showing a hint of pride. “Hmph! Even
though I may be younger than you and Mackenzie, I have more relationship
experience than you two love rookies!”
Once again, Emmanuel couldn’t help but chuckle.
Beatrix possessed a straightforward personality, always speaking her mind
without any hidden agendas Perhaps her lack of scheming was the reason
behind her candidness.
On the other hand, despite her obedient nature, Sarah gave off a mysterious
aura. Is she truly a manipulative woman? Or are Mackenzie and Beatrix
misjudging her?
Emmanuel couldn’t afford to dwell on these thoughts at the moment. After
all, he was still troubled by the Lenoir family matters.
That evening, Mackenzie didn’t ask Emmanuel to pick her up from work.
Exhausted, she returned home after 10.00PM and headed straight to bed
after a quick shower.
The couple barely exchanged any words.
The following morning, Mackenzie woke up earlier than usual due to a busy
schedule. She had even planned to skip breakfast and Emmanuel’s ride if he
hadn’t already awakened by then.
To her surprise, as soon as she got up, she found that Emmanuel had already
prepared breakfast. It unexpectedly stirred a warm feeling within her.
She couldn’t quite comprehend why she still clung to this marriage. Perhaps
having him by her side felt more comforting than being alone.
“Mackenzie, I made some bacon and heated some milk for you. They’re both
high in energy and protein since you’ve been exerting yourself lately. Have
some while it’s still hot!” Emmanuel said as he took off his apron.
Receiving no immediate response from Mackenzie, he turned around to
check on her. He was taken aback when a soft and tender figure suddenly
embraced him.
An indescribable sense of comfort made him feel slightly lightheaded.
“Thank you, Emmanuel!” Mackenzie unexpectedly expressed her gratitude.
Emmanuel blinked, caught off guard. Before he could respond, Mackenzie
had already released him from her embrace. A slight blush tinted her cheeks
as she grumbled to herself, Am I losing my mind? Why am I being so forward
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in throwing myself at him?
On the contrary, Emmanuel seemed more composed. He approached her
and replied, “I should be the one thanking you. You arranged for someone to
bail me out and even had your sister pick me up. I’m grateful!”
“No, I should be the one thanking you! You went in to save me. How could I
not take care of you?” Mackenzie asserted.
Witnessing his wife’s determined demeanor, Emmanuel could only surrender
as he raised his hands in mock defeat. “Alright, then, I accept your thanks,
even though it’s just part of my duties as a husband!”
“Hmph! Cheesy, aren’t you?” Mackenzie huffed abruptly, bringing the
conversation to an end.
She then began to question her authenticity as she wondered when exactly
she had transformed into this version of herself.
After breakfast, Emmanuel still drove her to work.
As they exited the residential area, an unexpected occurrence forced
Emmanuel to slam on the brakes.