Love At The Wrong Table
Chapter 8
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
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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
pain until you reach the
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her
she would
Emmanuel have his way, but when the
ball because
down in front
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big, warm palm lifting
but she did
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she figured she should
him into pieces later if
purely taking
Emmanuel felt his heart start
saw Mackenzie’s pair of fair
flawless legs.
gulped without
her skirt.
had never felt a sense
toward any woman except
but he quickly collected his
his hands before
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heat from his
“Urgh…”
more comfortable when a
her stomach, dispelling
from earlier.
gesture
massaged her lower abdomen.
tight and
enough to
this you’re
her lower lip.
men’s touch, but this time,
when
the sense of distaste was
good and
The feeling perplexed her.
pressure on
down to avoid eye
not help but steal a glance
Mackenzie’s legs.
truly a work
did he know, Mackenzie was
move.
is finally showing his
a front as if they
but the truth is that
same. They’re
feeling?” Emmanuel
should stop touching me
Mackenzie instructed coldly.
as she told, but on
“What’s with this aversion?
Besides, I’m just trying to
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understand why
a man and a woman. I
feel uncomfortable about it
me make you something
with an empty stomach
Emmanuel remarked, standing
a doctor or
asked indifferently.
“Is that even important?”
have to be
ignored that question
in at eleven, so make sure
disturb me after that.”
and smiled in
getting along with a company
working
Emmanuel headed to her
with a
Mackenzie when she opened
door.
you buy the ingredients? Wait. Do you
how to cook?”
groceries. Your
About Love At The Wrong Table - Chapter 8
Love At The Wrong Table is the best current series of the author Emmanuel Lowe. With the below Chapter 8 content will make us lost in the world of love and hatred interchangeably, despite all the tricks to achieve the goal without any concern for the other half, and then regret. late. Please read chapter Chapter 8 and update the next chapters of this series at novelebook.com