Love at the Wrong Table - Season 2 Episode 89

Emmanuel couldn’t help but feel a little angry when he heard that. “How

could you say that, Ms. Quillen? I just didn’t want these tickets to go to waste.

That’s all! Besides, you know how it is. You’re the only female companion I

could find to go with me. I don’t want to go there with some other guy, you

know?”

Pfft! Who would’ve thought this gynecologist is actually straight?

Mackenzie let out a snicker when she heard that, but she was quick to regain

her composure and asked coldly, “What about Claudette, then?”

“Oh, you’re right!”

Oblivious to the fact that Mackenzie had said that on purpose, Emmanuel

realized he could give the ticket to Claudette instead.

Mackenzie got angry when she saw him getting ready to leave.

“Hold it right there!”

“What is it, Ms. Quillen?”

Emmanuel turned around, only to see that Mackenzie’s cheeks were puffed

with anger as she made her way toward him.

Before he even realized what was going on, she reached out and snatched

the two tickets out of his hands.

Wait a minute… Aren’t these the two tickets that Quintus had when he tried to

invite me?

“I know you don’t want to go to the concert, but you can’t stop me from going

too! I actually like classical music!” Emmanuel protested after recovering

from his state of shock.

“Who says I’m not going?” Mackenzie shot him an icy–cold glare before

continuing, “I happen to be free lately, so come pick me up at my office

building tomorrow night.”

She then turned around and went back inside her room after that, leaving

Emmanuel frozen in shock outside.

Huh? Did Mackenzie just agree to go on a date with me? Well, it’s just a

concert, so why do I feel like my heart is pounding faster than usual? Oh, no…

This simply won’t do!

“We had an agreement! An agreement!” Emmanuel mumbled to himself

while trying to calm himself down.

I can’t fall in love with Mackenzie, or it will hurt me even more when she files

for a divorce.

Emmanuel headed over to Terence Group to pick Mackenzie up the next day.

Mackenzie was wearing a violet silk dress with a white shawl draped over her

shoulders. That outfit complemented her beautiful face really well and made

her look all the more graceful and elegant.

Emmanuel couldn’t help but pause in disbelief when he saw her. Whoa… Am I

really going to a concert with such a gorgeous woman? I’m not dreaming,

am I?

“What’s the matter? Why are you looking at me like that?” Mackenzie asked

with a slightly smug grin on her face as she got into the passenger seat.

“You look amazing, Ms. Quillen!” Emmanuel exclaimed.

Mackenzie liked how he would behave like an airhead at times. “You’ve told

me that countless times now!”

“I know I have, but you always look prettier than before, Ms. Quillen. That’s why

I always say that.” Emmanuel replied with a straight face.

Pfft!

Mackenzie couldn’t help but let out a snicker when she heard that.

Okay, I think I finally understand why I like his compliments now! His

compliments are different from others because they are sincere and show

progression. I’m pretty sure every woman would love to hear someone say

they look prettier than they did before. None of those men I’ve met in the past

are capable of doing this.

“What are you laughing at, Ms. Quillen?”

“I’m laughing at you for looking so crappy!”

“Huh? I look cr*ppy?”

I know I’m not handsome or anything, but I don’t look that bad, do I?

5/5

“Yeah, that’s right! I’ve never seen someone go to a concert in work clothes!”

“I’m sorry, but I didn’t have any fancy clothes-