Chapter 22


    Early the next morning, Emmanuel awoke feeling a


    cold gust of air blowing against his skin, causing his


    body to tremble profusely.


    He absentmindedly ran his hand across the


    goosebumps on his arms. Sneezing twice in rapid


    session, he realized he was lying on the hard, cold


    surface of the floor.


    Did she seriously leave me lying on the corridor outside


    the house?


    Fortunately, luck was on his side as the unit on the


    seventeenth floor was the only unit on the top floor.


    Had there been more, anyone who passed by would


    have been amused at his peculiar situation.


    “What a cruel woman!”


    Emmanuel hurriedly got to his feet and recalled what


    happenedst night. It was obvious that Mackenzie


    had left him to his own devices outsidest night.


    That wasn’t all, for he also discovered a few shoeprints


    on his clothes. The size of the prints perfectly matched


    the shoes Mackenzie wore, so he was pretty sure she


    did this to him.


    I just helped herplete a mission. How could she do


    this to me? What an ingrate. Is she a cold–blooded


    animal?


    Click.


    Right then, the door opened to reveal Mackenzie, who


    was prepared to head to work even though it was.only


    half past six in the morning.


    Their eyes met.


    At once, Mackenzie feigned nonchnce and walked


    past Emmanuel.


    Emmanuel immediately gripped her wrist.


    Her skin was so smooth that he nearly lost his grip on


    her.


    “Do you have a death wish?” Mackenzie shot him


    daggers.


    How dare he touch me? He must be tired of living!


    Emmanuel quickly released her wrist and retorted


    angrily, “Do you even havepassion? Even if I’m a


    pig, shouldn’t you take care of me considering the fact


    that I am obviously in need of medical attention? It’s


    just a few more steps to get inside the house. How


    could you abandon me and leave me to sleep outside


    the entire night? What if my injuries be more


    serious?”


    He seemed really upset, but Mackenzie burst out


    “Serves you right!” Mackenzie told him.


    She didn’t bother exining herself and turned to


    leave.


    A vortex of anger swirled inside Emmanuel.


    Even though I have an aversion to hitting women and


    had promised Mom to take care of my wife, I was


    tempted to take action against her when she provoked


    me!


    “Wait up! When will youe home with me?”


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    Emmanuel asked hurriedly before she stepped into the


    elevator.


    “Early next month, I think,” came Mackenzie’s answer as


    the elevator doors slid close.


    It was a long time away, but at least she had agreed to


    the meeting.


    Emmanuel marched back into the house, seething


    with anger. He was looking forward to taking a hot


    shower to soothe his aching body when Roselynn’s call


    arrived.


    Last night, Emmanuel promised to let her know the


    exact time when he would be returning with his wife by


    today.


    He had no idea she would call him at seven in the


    morning.


    I don’t understand women at all.


    “Hello, Roselynn.”


    “Manny, have your wife confirmed when she’ll be


    “Early next month!”


    Emmanuel felt anger sweep over him when he recalled


    Mackenzie’s earlier attitude.


    He was worried that the woman would remain


    poker–faced when visiting Alessandra back at home,


    leading to a disagreement between the two. This was


    amon phenomenon, as mothers–inw and


    daughters–inw were often at odds with each other.