Love At The Wrong Table

After returning to Yociam Residence, Emmanuel began packing his

belongings.

Mackenzie wasn’t home, but he tidied up her things as well and made sure

that the house was in the same condition as when he arrived before

preparing to leave.

He left just as quietly as he came, as if he had dreamed of a marriage here,

and woke up to return to his previous life. The only problem was how to tell

his mother about this.

Bam, bam! The door was violently rapped all of a sudden.

“It’s already so late in the evening. Whom could it be?” he muttered to himself,

knowing for sure that it wouldn’t be Mackenzie. The cold–hearted woman

wouldn’t rap a door, nor would it be the residential security, for they knew

there was a doorbell. There was no reason for them to knock so explosively.

Upon opening the door, he discovered a visibly furious Terence standing

outside.

“Grandpa!”

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“I’m still your grandpa, eh? What are you doing now, then?” Emmanuel’s

behavior infuriated Terence. He couldn’t believe the young man was actually NôvelDrama.Org © content.

going to leave his granddaughter!

“I’m leaving,” Emmanuel said almost monotonously, rubbing his nose.

“Mackenzie has already asked for a divorce, and I agreed.”

“Leave? Who the hell said you can leave?” Terence thwacked the young

man’s head with his walking stick.

It sure hurt.

Emmanuel reflexively held his head in pain and backed up, looking at the

unreasonable elder like a misbehaved child.

“You agreed to the divorce just because she demanded it? Are you even a

man?”

It was that line again, and Terence appeared even more stirred up than the

last time.

Emmanuel felt quite aggrieved. Of course, he was a man. His gender was

clearly stated on his ID. It couldn’t be fake, could it? However, he didn’t dare

confront Terence.

Firstly, Terence was his elder. Secondly, the old man exuded an aura of

superiority–even Mackenzie had to listen to him. How could an ordinary

person resist such authority?

“But Grandpa, I can’t possibly stubbornly cling to her when she has even sent

the lawyer to discuss the divorce with me, can I?” Emmanuel still couldn’t help

defending himself emotionally.

“Isn’t that how guys usually get a girl? Has there ever been a guy who didn’t

need to shamelessly chase and beg a girl? Do you not like Mackenzie? Is she

not pretty enough for you?” Terence peppered, rendering Emmanuel

speechless again.

Of course, he liked Mackenzie, and it was even love at first sight. He already

thought she was ethereal, extraordinary, and different from everyone else on

the first day of their blind date when they sat at the wrong table and at the

first glimpse of that beautiful encounter.

“In that case, why are you giving her up so easily?”

How could Terence, who had experienced so much in life, not see through the

two youngsters? They both liked each other but were foolish idiots with poor

communication skills, especially that granddaughter of his! They were

stubborn with their words but had contradictory feelings.

It was precisely so that he was driven mad by the two. He knew he had to

continue playing the matchmaker for the troublesome couple, or the

relationship would be over if he let them develop it freely only to sever it!

“What can I do now, Grandpa?” Emmanuel asked agitatedly. “Mackenzie

believes that I care more about Claudette, but that’s not true! I’ve tried

explaining to her!”

“It’ll still be salvageable as long as you don’t give up. Leave it to me!” Terence

had come for that very statement, and he felt much more reassured after

listening to Emmanuel.

Mackenzie, you little brat! Time for me to fix your bratty temperament!

Meanwhile, Lexi was working away in the office when someone suddenly

barged in.