A Whirlwind Marriage with the Beautiful CEO novel Chapter 91

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“Get rid of this crap for me if you’re free today, Emmanuel.”

“What crap?”

Emmanuel hurried to the entrance and jumped when he saw the items.

Aside from the bouquet of fiery-crimson roses, the boxes were filled with

valuable herbs.

Many were herbs to aid Mackenzie’s convalescence, while the others were

supplements.

Though Emmanuel was a gynecologist, he was still a doctor and was

aware of their value.

All together, these are worth at least three hundred thousand!

“Are you sure you’re not mistaken, Ms. Quillen? You want these thrown

away?” Emmanuel asked, flabbergasted.

“These are sent by my admirer. Do you want me to keep them?”

Mackenzie grinned, looking pleased with herself.

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He’s not the only one with an admirer. My admirer would kick his admirer’s

ass!

Emmanuel was in no mood to argue; he knew he was no match for her.

“Send it back if you won’t accept it,” he said firmly. “It’s a waste to throw it

away! I won’t condone it!”

“In my mind, it’s already in the trash. Do what you want with it.”

Without another word, Mackenzie turned to leave. Emmanuel’s calls fell on

deaf ears.

Emmanuel tried to send it back but did not know who the sender was

since Mackenzie did not mention it.

He could not bring himself to throw it, as he felt it would be an awful waste,

so he decided to bring it home.

I’ll gladly throw the bouquet of roses, though.

As they had not gotten a divorce, Mackenzie was still his wife. He

wondered who was audacious enough to send her flowers.

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Emmanuel mulled it over during work that day before succumbing by

sending Mackenzie a text to ask if he could bring the supplements home if

she did not want them.

He also made it clear that they were meant for Tommy and not him.

Mackenzie responded to his message in seconds: Whatever you like. It’s as

good as gone to me.

Since their quarrel the night before, she had wisened up against accusing

him.

Obtaining Mackenzie’s permission, Emmanuel headed to Ryder’s house

with the supplements immediately after work.

Ryder refused to accept them, deeming the gifts too expensive.

“Just take them, Ryder. I didn’t pay for any of it but instead took them from

home for Tommy. We don’t use them, anyway.”

“No way, Manny. I fear your wife will have something to say about the way

you give us things from your house.”

Ryder was an honest man who was well acquainted with the ways of the

world.

Though a married couple shared their assets, Emmanuel’s wife might

think of him as a freeloader-especially since she had paid for the house

he lived in.

Even if she did not raise her objections, Mackenzie might remember it,

which might harm their marital relations.

“Don’t worry, I’d asked Ms. Qui-Mackenzie, and she agreed. Otherwise, I

wouldn’t bring them here!”

After some more persuasion, Emmanuel convinced Ryder to accept the

boxes.

After setting down the gifts, Emmanuel had to dash off to his part-time job

and thus did not stay for dinner.

After he left, Abellyn emerged from her room. Her beady eyes glinted

when they caught sight of the heap of valuables.

“Excellent! We’ll make a small fortune once we sell them!”

“Don’t even think about it. They’re for our son!”

Ryder knew his wife well enough to foresee her selling them to play poker.

Abellyn flew into a tantrum on the spot. “Go, then! Take it all! Don’t bother

stopping Shawn from coming for me when the time comes. Let him take

me to the bathhouse and serve the men to pay off my debt!”

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Ryder had never won an argument against his wife. At last, they came to

an agreement to gift Shawn the supplements to offset eighty thousand

from her poker debt.

Shawn was not even thinking about collecting the debt, so he thought he

had no reason to turn her away when she delivered to him herself.

Out of curiosity, he asked Abellyn quietly, “Are you related to Ms. Quillen,

who was in your uncle’s house the other day?”

Ryder was Emmanuel’s elder cousin, but Emmanuel’s father was older

than Ryder’s. Even more bizarre, Ryder was younger than Benny.

Ryder’s father had fathered him when the former was seventeen. Thus,

the difference in age between the two generations of the Lowe family had

always been a distinct oddity.

“She’s the wife of my cousin–in–law, Emmanuel. What about her? You don’t 

have a crush on her, do you? You men are pigs!” 

As she chided, Abellyn pinched Shawn on the waist.

Though she feared him, she was also trying to seduce him; she thought it

would be more worth her time to be with Shawn, the son of a rich man, 

than to be with a pauper like Ryder.

“I did not! Don’t say that. I would never dare!”

Shawn denied vehemently, deathly afraid that the woman was subjecting

him to some sort of test.

Even a rich man’s son like Shawn did not dare indulge in the fantasy of

being with somebody like Mackenzie.

Abellyn grew curious at the sight of his panic. “You were joking, right? What

women do you not dare court?” 

“Watch your mouth, Abellyn! I’m keeping the gifts, and you can consider

your debt written off. You’d better get going!” 

Shawn sent Abellyn and her husband away, still reeling from the discovery 

that the cold CEO of Terence Group had become a married woman.

What is going on? 

Shawn’s father had business with Verkade Group. He had even developed

a long–standing business relationship with them.

Thus, he lost no opportunity to curry favor with Hubert, a playboy like

himself.

He knew very well that Hubert coveted Mackenzie, having heard that

Hubert had been relentlessly pursuing Mackenzie. How could she have

gotten married? 

To get to the bottom of the matter, Shawn hurriedly sought an audience

with Hubert under the pretense of delivering a gift.

“I heard a rumor, Mr. Verkade. Ms. Quillen is married, it seems!”

“Who would spread such vile lies?” 

With his feet propped on the table, Hubert was savoring his coffee when 

not believe it.

married?” 

passing it along as I heard it. Anyway, I’m here today with some gifts.”

Shawn’s confession.

Hubert swept an indifferent gaze over it and did a double take.

What is this? Why do these boxes look so familiar?

Taking a closer look, he was stunned to discover them to be exactly like

the lowly Ryder. He quickly concocted a lie. “My father bought it when he 

was not something he possessed. What he did possess, however, was the

talent of deception. “That’s right! Here’s something you might not know, Mr.

Verkade. Many traditional medicine practitioners were exiled during the

war. These herbs, grown abroad, are the true produce of our motherland!” 

“Is that so?”

laughter. “Just as well. I can gift it to Mackenzie!”

If he was being honest, he found it strange as well. Why would Mackenzie

Unfortunately, nobody would tell him the truth, so he contented himself 

with the inference that it was closer to her office. A workaholic like 

Mackenzie would undoubtedly want to shorten her commute.

it and dash in!”

“Mackenzie! Mackenzie!” Hubert called upon catching sight of her.

Despite the man screaming himself hoarse, Mackenzie did not spare him

so much as a glance.

The bodyguard following Mackenzie in the car behind hers leaped out and 

stopped him.

Mackenzie bolstered her security team ever since her assault that night,

1. on. Incidentally, her gaze swept over, and she saw the items he was

hauling in.

“I promise you I’d thrown them away yesterday, Ms. Quillen!” Emmanuel

explained quickly. “I’ve no idea how they turned up again!”

Mackenzie was seized by an impulse to laugh at the sight of his panic.

look of horror. 

“Another batch, Manny?” 

Ryder would never have guessed that those were the items they had 

given Shawn to offset their debt. He thought Emmanuel had brought them

“Where are the ones I’d given you yesterday, Ryder?” 

“Ah, we… uh… finished it!” 

Ryder did not dare tell the truth, as Emmanuel had gifted them to Tommy.

“Is that so?” 

Emmanuel was confused. Could I have been mistaken? These gifts look

exactly the same as the ones I brought yesterday!

Is this what it’s like to be royal? While we struggle to afford even a few 

supplements, Emmanuel is treating them like trash? 

“Well, I must be off!” With that, Emmanuel left the gifts there and left.

“Daddy, Uncle Manny is so rich! Mackenzie is so capable, and she’s really

pretty too!” Tommy exclaimed.

“Yes, your uncle has truly found a good wife,” Ryder said with heartfelt

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She could tolerate her son singing praises for the woman, despite

She’s only two years younger than me. How dare she ask Tommy to call

her by her first name? She must be thinking that Aunt Mackenzie makes

her sound like an old woman, huh?

Upon hearing that her husband was praising Mackenzie, she lashed out at 

him. “What’s the matter, Ryder? Are you jealous that Emmanuel has such a 

beautiful and rich wife?” 

“Happy for him, you say?” Abellyn sneered. “I think you just fancy his wife

However, he quickly returned to his senses and ran after his wife.

“What’s gotten into you, woman? When did I ever express my

dissatisfaction with you?” Ryder asked helplessly.

He was at his wit’s end as his face distorted in frustration. 

Ryder had married Abellyn back then because she was young and 

As furious as Abellyn was, she was secretly pleased, knowing that she had

“Ryder, do you remember what you promised when we got married? You

said you’ll never be interested in another woman and will love only me

forever!” Abellyn remarked.

“Of course, I remember!” he replied impatiently. “How could I ever be 

interested in my cousin–in–law? I merely acknowledged her kindness 

since she has presented gifts to our family twice.” 

When he returned home, Mackenzie immediately ordered, “Emmanuel,

pick me up at Azure Business Club at nine tomorrow evening.”

“Uh, why?” Emmanuel asked.

questions?” she retorted.

to fetch her.

Ever since their signed agreement, this woman had become increasingly

Is she asking me out on a date? 

Emmanuel shook his head quickly to dismiss the thought. What nonsense 

am i thinking? How outrageous!

The woman was modestly dressed, yet her attire was provocatively

captivating. As she staggered slightly, she resembled an enchanting

It was an enthralling sight to behold.

Upon recognizing her, Emmanuel quickly dismounted his scooter and 

jogged to meet her.

To his astonishment, this intoxicated beauty was none other than his wife,

“What’s the matter, Ms. Quillen?” he asked.

At the sound of Emmanuel’s voice, Mackenzie seemed to relax a little.

“Emmanuel! Hurry up! Take me away!”

Hubert had gone mad. The day before, he had set up nine hundred and

ninety–nine roses in Terence Group’s headquarters to confess his love for 

her.

The employees were in an uproar, whispering behind her back, though

none dared to discuss it in her presence.

Some even started betting on how long it would take Hubert to win her

over or get himself killed.

Tired of the gossip, Mackenzie had no choice but to call her nemesis,

Gautier.

Upon hearing of his brother’s humiliating display, Gautier promptly sent

someone to drag Hubert home.

He also apologized to Mackenzie, admitting that he was unable to control

Hubert. In addition, Gautier suggested that she find a way to nip his

younger brother’s infatuation with her in the bud.

Hence, Mackenzie told Gautier to inform Hubert that she already had a

boyfriend.

Gautier agreed it was a great idea, but it would be useless if Hubert didn’t 

see Mackenzie’s boyfriend in person.

It was only for that reason that Mackenzie agreed to have a business chat

with Gautier at Azure Business Club.

Mackenzie had two agendas in mind. Firstly, she wanted to find out if the 

mastermind behind her roadside ambush was indeed Gautier. Secondly, 

she wanted to let Hubert meet her boyfriend in person and finally give up

on her.

However, she didn’t expect that Gautier didn’t even show up. Instead, only

Hubert excitedly showed up, and she ended up having a few drinks with

the.man.

Around nine, Mackenzie mentioned that her boyfriend was coming to pick

her up and stepped outside. She hadn’t expected the alcohol to hit her so

hard, causing her to stagger in her steps.

Emmanuel swiftly helped Mackenzie onto his scooter just as Hubert

hurried out.

“Mackenzie!” Hubert called out and even jogged to keep up with her.

He hadn’t believed Mackenzie when she said she had a boyfriend. The

sight of a man coming to pick her up on an electric scooter amused him

to no end.

I can understand that the high and mighty Ms. Mackenzie Quillen is trying 

to reject me, but why on earth has she chosen someone so… mediocre? 

This is ridiculous!

Before Hubert could catch up to them, a gang of ruffians suddenly sprang

up from the shadows, swiftly encircling Emmanuel and Mackenzie.

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“Hey, gorgeous. How about you spend some time with us?” 

The ruffian leading the group flaunted his hairy chest with an unbuttoned

shirt.

His lackeys appeared to be street punks, but their eyes sparkled with

uncharacteristic alertness.

Emmanuel frowned instantly. He had dealt with true thugs like Samuel and

Rat. Naturally, he knew what a true ruffian was like.

These people in front of him seemed too tough as if they were putting up

an act, with their steady stances and menacing glares. They were not

common ruffians but trained fighters!

“What do you guys want?” Hubert rushed over, believing that Mackenzie 

was a damsel in distress and he was the shining knight in armor to the 

rescue.

“Hey, don’t be impulsive,” Emmanuel quickly stepped forward to stop

Hubert from doing something reckless.

However, who could have thought that these muscular ruffians would be

beaten till they whimpered by the gentlemanly Hubert, who managed to

fight off seven attackers on his own?

“Isn’t this too fake?”

Emmanuel and Mackenzie both watched the drama unfold before them,

their eyes widening in disbelief as they blurted the same words.

Emmanuel even wanted to ask how much these men were paid for this

performance, as he was also interested in such part–time gigs.

“Gautier is so despicable!” Mackenzie remarked icily.

Although she was feeling somewhat dizzy, her mind was clear. She

immediately figured out who might have conspired such a scene.

Gautier claimed he wanted to drive his brother into despair, but he was

actually helping Hubert woo her.

To her dismay, Mackenzie now knew that the naïve playboy, Hubert, was

bound to become even more troublesome. 

“Mackenzie, are you all right?” 

Hubert was also puzzled by the turn of events as he wondered why these

ruffians had been so easily defeated.

However, that was beside the point. He had saved the damsel in distress

right in front of Mackenzie’s decoy boyfriend, nonetheless.

Hubert couldn’t help but think Mackenzie had found a terribly weak decoy 

to pull the wool over his eyes.

It’s one thing that he drives an electric scooter, but he can’t even put up a

fight. I would have been the villain in a typical web novel, as a man 

rejected by the female lead. Typically, the decoy boyfriends will show off 

their skills in such a situation. And yet, this man has done nothing while I,

the villain, save the day. 

Indeed, reality was different from novels.

“Are you blind? They didn’t even touch me. I’m perfectly fine. Now get lost!”

Mackenzie retorted coldly.

Hubert felt hurt by her words. Despite his heroic attempt to save her, he

was at a loss that Mackenzie had treated him so.

Reality is indeed a far cry from novels.

“Emmanuel, let’s go!” Mackenzie ordered coldly, her heart filled with rage.

Your mission is to pick up your wife. Why part about that don’t you

understand? If you don’t have a car, at least rent one, or you can even hail

a taxi. How could you be so clueless as to arrive on an electric scooter?

How embarrassing!

“Sure,” Emmanuel replied.

He didn’t understand why Mackenzie was angry and figured that she was

simply annoyed by this bootlicker clinging to her.

Yes, that must be it. 

Meanwhile, Hubert was convinced Mackenzie was dissatisfied with the

decoy boyfriend’s lackluster performance.

He tried to catch up again but failed to keep up with the electric scooter.

Surprisingly, the seven ruffians who were on the ground scrambled to their

feet. Wielding wooden sticks in their hands, they charged at Emmanuel

without a word.

What in the world?

A bemused scowl marred Emmanuel’s face. They were tame as sheep

when they attacked Hubert but pounced on him like a tiger.

This is a flagrant double standard!

“Emmanuel, be careful!” 

Mackenzie, having deciphered the situation, knew what the ruffians were

after. 

These men were undoubtedly hired by Gautier to aid in Hubert’s pursuit of 

her. Now that the heroic act had failed, they were resorting to brute force.

Smack!

Planting one foot firmly on the ground, Emmanuel threw a punch,

snapping the approaching wooden stick in two.

“That was… amazing!”

Only then did Hubert acknowledge Emmanuel’s strength and start to see

the man in a new light. The decoy that Mackenzie has found is indeed

skilled.

The next moment, Emmanuel supported the intoxicated Mackenzie as he

dismounted the electric scooter and prepared to fend off the ruffians to

protect his wife.

The burly men showed no mercy. Not only did they strike Emmanuel, but

they also ruined his scooter, clearly aiming to prevent any escape.

Emmanuel protected Mackenzie behind him. Even though he suffered 

multiple beatings, he somehow managed to beat all seven of the ruffians 

without grave injury.

Hubert was utterly stunned.

He is a fighter!

Another wave of formidable attackers surged from all directions the next

moment.

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Emmanuel cursed under his breath. Obviously, they were well–prepared

and did not plan to let him or Mackenzie off the hook.

Thankfully, another group of bodyguards emerged, intercepting the

attackers.

Emmanuel stood stunned, unsure who had come to their rescue.

“Hurry up and go!”

Mackenzie pinched her dazed husband.

Of course, those were her bodyguards. She had anticipated that Gautier

might make such a move and arranged for these bodyguards to protect

her. However, she couldn’t let Emmanuel know that. Thus, it was best to 

withdraw promptly.

“All right, let’s go!”

Emmanuel hurriedly scooped up Mackenzie and made a swift exit.

He’s so strong!

Mackenzie was in awe.

She knew that Emmanuel was no ordinary man, but he was far more

impressive than she had imagined.

Grandpa’s foresight is ruthlessly astute.

“Don’t let the woman escape! Chase them!” a ruffian shouted.

In the shadows, a handsome man seethed with fury at the sight. His face 

contorted with rage. 

Watching as Emmanuel and Mackenzie vanished into the darkness, he

ground his teeth in anger. “A bunch of useless trash! They can’t even

capture a drugged woman!”

His meticulously planned scheme had gone down the drain along with

Mackenzie’s escape.

Soon, Emmanuel and Mackenzie managed to hail a taxi and went back to

Yociam Residence.

Back home, Emmanuel quickly brewed some coffee for Mackenzie.

“Here, Mackenzie, drink this. It’ll help you feel better.”

Supporting the dazed Mackenzie with one hand, Emmanuel was prepared

to help her consume the coffee that he had brewed.

Unexpectedly, her body was uncharacteristically sensitive. She trembled

at Emmanuel’s distinct masculine scent.

The next moment, she astonishingly toppled the man, tumbling him onto

her bed. 

What the h⭑U? 

Underneath her, enveloped by the gentle allure of his wife’s body,

Emmanuel momentarily seemed to lose all strength, unable to stir.

Mackenzie’s gaze was clouded, her consciousness fuzzy, and her pretty

face slowly leaned into his.

Emmanuel, despite being a gynecologist by profession, felt an immediate

spark ignite within him.

Even he found it incredible that he was responding so intensely to a

woman’s touch.

His heart pounded wildly against his chest as if threatening to leap out at

any time.

“I’m feeling so hot…”

Unaware that she had been drugged, Mackenzie felt her body was now 

overtaken by a primal desire. Her hands grasped at the fabric of her white

blouse, buttons popping off under the strain.

This… feels so good.

Emmanuel was still immobilized, and it was at this moment that he

realized he was indeed an ordinary man.

“Please… Please help me. I feel so uncomfortable…” she pleaded.

Her eyes were half–closed, with her voice a mixture of complaint and

moan.

Emmanuel felt like his heart was on the brink of an explosion as if his blood

might burst out from his veins.

He enjoyed the feeling, and yet it was unnerving at the same time.

What should I do?