Love At The Wrong Table

Most importantly, he was broke. He did not have money to buy another

scooter.

“Anyway, I’m partially responsible for your broken scooter. I’ll borrow you

my Maserati tomorrow, and when I’m free, I’ll go with you to buy a new

car.”

“What?”

Emmanuel could not believe his ears.

Mackenzie was amused by his expression. Men like cars, so I’m sure he

must be excited right now.

To her surprise, Emmanuel waved his hands dismissively and said, “It’s

fine, Ms. Quillen. I’ll be able to buy a new scooter when I get my salary next

month. Before that, I can drive your Maserati to pick you up and send you

to work.”

“Don’t you want a car?”

Mackenzie was shocked.

“No.” Emmanuel was calm when he said that. “We’re going to divorce

anyway. I’ve owed you too many things, and I don’t think I’ll be able to

repay you at this rate. I don’t want to owe you anything.”

Mackenzie curled her fists. She did not know why she was angry, but she

knew that she wanted to punch the man.

He’s so dense.

“All this so that you won’t owe me anything? Where is your dignity? A man

shouldn’t be driving a scooter! Do you want others to look down on you?”

Mackenzie said deliberately.

“Yes, others will look down on me, but I should be earning a good

reputation on my own instead of relying on a woman for it.”

The corner of Mackenzie’s lips twitched at that. “Whatever.”

She was sure that the man would change his mind once he finds out how

wonderful a car was.

Mackenzie asked Emmanuel to drive her to work not only because he had

no transportation, but also because she was getting more and more

impressed with his combat prowess.

The man could fight better than the professional bodyguards she had

hired. If she were to go to and leave work with him, they could protect

each other.

Of course, Mackenzie’s bodyguards would be on standby too. If anything

were to go wrong, those men would come to her the second she gave

them the signal.

She was sure that the battle with Gautier had begun and that the man

would not let her and Emmanuel go so easily.

Nevertheless, she would find an opportunity to crush Gautier.

The following day, Emmanuel sent Mackenzie to Terence Group’s

headquarters with the Maserati.

However, before they arrived at the office building, Mackenzie asked him

to stop, stating that it would be troublesome for him to drive in and back

out of the building.

Emmanuel did not doubt her words. It was more convenient for him this

way.

When Mackenzie walked into the office building, the security and

employees passing by were stunned.

Is Ms. Quillen in a good mood? I can’t believe she’s covering this distance

on foot!

When Lexi saw the scene, she was bewildered too.

She felt as if she was watching an angel descend from the heavens, and

she wondered who the angel was descending for.

Meanwhile, Emmanuel drove the Maserati into the hospital parking lot.

The luxury car, naturally, drew the attention of the hospital staff. Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

When they saw that Emmanuel the gynecologist was the one driving it,

their eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

“Wait, what? What did I just see?”

Frederick happened to pass by. He had thought that some big shot had

arrived, only to be proven wrong by the sight of his good friend coming out

of the car. He was jealous and in disbelief.

“Emmanuel, did you win the lottery? How much did you win? Did you use

all the money on this car?”

Frederick’s questions were questions the others were thinking about too.

Darren, who had just arrived at the hospital, came over upon hearing the

commotion. He was taken aback to see Emmanuel and the Maserati.

After all, he often looked down on Emmanuel, and he had even given

Emmanuel’s mother’s ward to someone else back then.

He would be in a disadvantageous situation if Emmanuel were to rise to

great heights.

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“You’re overthinking this. This car isn’t mine,” Emmanuel muttered.

“Whose is it if not yours? Who would lend you a car as expensive as this to

drive to work?” Frederick probed.