Love At The Wrong Table

Obviously, Emmanuel was not going to answer that in public.

He waited until they arrived at the Department of Gynecology, when it was

just the two of them left, before telling Frederick. “It’s my wife’s car. She lent

it to me.”

“Darn! I’m so envious of you!”

Those were Frederick’s heartfelt words. It was only a while back when both

of them were still bachelors. All of a sudden, Emmanuel had gotten

married while his mother had been diagnosed with cancer.

Presently, Emmanuel had a wife who provided him with money to spend

and a car to drive. In contrast, Frederick had to pay for his mother’s costly

medical treatment.

How did our lives turn out so different?

Although Frederick was envious of his friend, he was not jealous at all. In

fact, he was more than happy for him, “Your wife is a hundred times better

than Milani!”

Emmanuel could not help but smile upon hearing that.

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Indeed, even though Mackenzie had a strange temper, she was so much

better compared to the previous lady Emmanuel had met on a blind date.

“By the way, I’m returning you a portion of the money I owe you first,”

Frederick said as he transferred twenty thousand to Emmanuel.

“Where did you get the money from?” Emmanuel asked in surprise.

“I borrowed it. What are you going to do if you lend me all your money?

Your wife has been treating you so well. You should get her a gift to show

her your appreciation. I’ll slowly pay you back the rest of what I owe you.”

Ryder had told Emmanuel the same thing previously.

Without providing an explanation, Emmanuel merely smiled helplessly

while transferring the money back to Frederick.

He and Mackenzie had already signed an agreement, stating that they

would divorce half a year later. If that was the case, there was no need for

him to go out of his way to please her.

More importantly, he did not want the woman to think that he had ulterior

motives.

On the contrary, Frederick needed the money more urgently.

“What are you doing? Are you looking down on me?” Feeling upset,

Frederick returned the money to Emmanuel. “A good wife is not easy to

come by. You should really cherish her. It will be too late for regrets if you

lose her.”

Emmanuel did not know what to say. He had no choice but to accept the

money. “All right, then. I’ll keep the money. But don’t hesitate to let me

know if you need it! We’re best friends, so you don’t have to feel bad about

it!”

“Of course!” Frederick patted Emmanuel’s shoulder. The two men looked at

each other and smiled.

In the end, Emmanuel decided to take Frederick’s advice and made a trip

to the commercial district in the afternoon since it was his day off.

Although divorce was inevitable, he did not want to feel too indebted to

Mackenzie. He wanted to get her a gift as a token of his appreciation

regardless of whether she liked it or not.

As the mall was very crowded that day, it took Emmanuel quite a while to

get a space in the parking lot.

Even though he did not have a car, he used to drive armored vehicles

when he was serving in the military back then. With his outstanding driving Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

skills, he managed to reverse his car into the lot quickly and with ease.

Before he could get out of the car, a Honda Civic stopped next to him.

A woman wearing a skin–tight mini–dress stepped out and scolded, “Hey!

You’re such a rogue! I saw this parking spot first, but you snatched it from

1. me. How could you be so shameless?”

A crease appeared between Emmanuel’s brows as he sized the woman

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Her dress was extremely short.

It was almost the same length as her underwear, and Emmanuel could

clearly see the lace black edges of her safety shorts.

However, that was not the point. What caught the man’s attention was

that the woman looked extremely familiar.

“Ruby, mind your manners!” Just then, another woman’s voice sounded as

she walked up from behind.

It was Milani.

She was far from being magnanimous and had only said that because

she did not want to offend the owner of a Maserati.

Little did she expect to see a familiar face.

“It’s you?”

*

Realizing it was Emmanuel, the woman in the skin–tight mini–dress said

with a contemptuous smile, “I was just wondering who this rogue is. It

turns out to be Milani’s simp!”

Emmanuel had also recognized the woman. She looked familiar as he had

seen her at Milani’s house previously.

Back then, Milani’s family had been attacking him with words of disdain,

and the woman had happened to be there as well. She was Ruby

Zimmerman, Milani’s older cousin!