Chapter 8

Emmanuel hurried over to help Mackenzie up, but his

hand stopped in the air abruptly when he sensed an

intimidating aura around her.

He hesitated, wondering if he should touch her.

Looking at the motionless woman with beads of sweat

trickling down her forehead, he eventually mustered

his courage and picked her up.

To his surprise, she felt much lighter than he expected

for a five-and-a-half-foot-tall person.

In fact, he reckoned she weighed only around a hundred and ten pounds.

“D-Don’t touch me!”

Mackenzie still managed to shoot him a steely glare

despite the gripping pain she felt.

It was nothing compared to how much she detested

the touch of a man, let alone being carried by one.

Goosebumps broke out across her body the moment

Emmanuel touched her.

The man evaded her hostile eyes and gently put her

down on the couch, saying, “Just look at you. You don’t

eat regularly. That’s why you’re having stomach flu

now.”

Wait. How does he even know that? We’ve only known

each other for a day!

Mackenzie was taken aback by how much Emmanuel

knew about her, but before she could respond,

Emmanuel had lifted her nightgown.

“W-What do you think you’re doing? I’ll kill you!”

Mackenzie exploded in a burst of energy, twisting

Emmanuel’s arm.

There was no way she would let a man like him take

advantage of her, especially when she was a daughter

of the Quillen family and had been practicing martial

arts her whole life.

Despite how painful the grip was, Emmanuel did not

fight back. “I’m just trying to help ease your pain,” he

explained, gritting his teeth.

Looks can be deceiving, man. She’s not ladylike at all,

despite how gorgeous she is!

“A-Aren’t you a gynecologist? Do you know internal

medicine too?”

Mackenzie had doubts, but there was no time for that.

Another sharp spasm of pain struck, forcing her to let

go of Emmanuel and hold her stomach.

“I can well call 911 if you don’t trust me, but you’ll have

to endure the pain until you reach the hospital.”

Candy Crush Saga

took her

no way she would swallow her ego

Emmanuel have his way,

a ball because of the

squatted down in front of

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a big, warm

she

With Me

she should trust Emmanuel

him into

was purely taking advantage of

felt his

Mackenzie’s pair

flawless legs.

fact, he gulped without

her skirt.

a gynecologist, he had never felt

any woman

he quickly collected his

hands before warming

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from his

“Urgh…”

finally felt more comfortable when a

went through her stomach,

from earlier.

the gesture a

massaged her lower abdomen.

abs are tight and toned. She must

to work

this you’re

her lower lip.

abhorred men’s touch,

when Emmanuel

sense of distaste

good and

The feeling perplexed her.

on your

down to avoid eye contact.

help but steal a

Mackenzie’s legs.

truly a work

did he know, Mackenzie was watching

move.

knew it. This man is finally showing

put up a front as if they are true

the truth

same. They’re all

you feeling?” Emmanuel

already. You should stop

Mackenzie instructed coldly.

told, but on

this

just trying

her lower

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understand why human

happen between a man and a

feel uncomfortable

make you something to eat. Also,

with an empty

Emmanuel remarked, standing up

as a

asked indifferently.

“Is that even important?”

she have to be

ignored that

turning in at eleven, so

disturb me after that.”

eyes and smiled

with a company

working at the

headed to her room

door with a plate of spaghetti

Mackenzie when

door.

the ingredients? Wait.

how to cook?”

groceries.

the food

heaven?”

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