A Whirlwind Marriage with the Beautiful CEO novel Chapter 22

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 

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

surface of the floor. 

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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 

happened last night. It was obvious that Mackenzie 

had left him to his own devices outside last 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 her complete 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 nonchalance 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! 

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Emmanuel quickly released her wrist and retorted 

angrily, “Do you even have compassion? 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 become more 

serious?” 

He seemed really upset, but Mackenzie burst out 

laughing to hear him compare himself to a pig. 

“Serves you right!” Mackenzie told him. 

She didn’t bother explaining 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 you come home with me?” 

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 

coming home?” 

“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 

a common phenomenon, as mothers–in–law and 

daughters–in–law were often at odds with each other.