Love At The Wrong Table

“I got it. Why are you so long–winded when you’re a

man?” admonished Mackenzie icily.

After she ended her sentence, she felt it took quite a

long time to calm herself down. I must admit, life after

marriage vastly differs from a single life. It seems like

it’ll take me some time to get used to living with

another person.

The next day was Sunday, yet she still left the house at

half past six in the morning.

For a workaholic, there were basically no rest days or

holidays, only work days.

Sitting in her office, she used her phone to check the

surveillance footage instead of dealing with her

matters hurriedly as she always did.

The edges of her lips curved upward when she thought

about how Emmanuel didn’t know she could monitor

everything that happened in the house. I want to see

what he’s doing when I’m not around.

Unbeknownst to her, Beatrix just happened to have

arrived outside her office, secretly watching her.

“D*mn it! I knew that man was unreliable!” Suddenly,

Mackenzie slapped her hand on the table because she

saw him washing her pants by hand. He told me he

would let the washing machine do the laundry! What

right does he have to touch my pants?

Hmph! That’s so personal! Wait a minute…

The next moment, she instantly blushed because she

realized why he was doing that. Apparently, he was

removing her bodily secretion from the pants, which

was very difficult for a washing machine to do.

“I’m going to kill that man!” She exploded with rage

and embarrassment.

Outside the office, Beatrix thoroughly enjoyed

watching her sister’s reaction because she rarely got a

glimpse of that side of her older sibling.

Suddenly, someone patted her shoulder, frightening

her and spurring her to turn around.

“Why are you hiding outside Ms. Quillen’s office, Ms.

Beatrix?” Lexi couldn’t help but ask.

Hastily, she argued, “I–I’m not! I came here to learn

from her!”

At that moment, she was working as a management

trainee while studying.

When she wasn’t busy with her studies or had a

semester break, she would help her sister out at the

company and learn how to run a business from her.

“Here to learn? Why do I feel like you’re peeping at

her?” While Lexi was a subordinate, she had a good

relationship with the sisters.

Hence, when no one was around, she would joke with

Beatrix.

“Shh! Don’t talk nonsense!” Immediately, she whispered

into her ear. “Actually, Grandpa gave me a secret

mission. He asked me to watch over my sister and her

husband as well as help them conceive as soon as

possible.”

“What?” Lexi was shocked but skeptical. “Are you telling

the truth?” Can you really persuade them to conceive?

Also, since it’s a secret mission, why are you telling me

this?

“Of course, but the situation isn’t looking great right

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may kick her husband out at any moment!”

speculated Beatrix based on what she saw earlier.

Knitting her eyebrow, Lexi thought, I interacted with

Emmanuel a few times before, and I don’t think he’s as

simple as he appears to be. That much was evident

when he helped me handle the scammer, deal with Mr.

Webber, and handily grab Keegan’s fist last night. If he

weren’t capable in some way, Old Mr. Quillen wouldn’t

have taken a liking to him.

Then, she said, “I disagree with you, Ms. Beatrix. I think

that man will keep staying by her side.”

Her words stunned Beatrix. Does she actually think that

man can stand someone like Mackenzie?