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

the pain until you reach the

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this, Mackenzie took her

no way she would

Emmanuel have his way, but when the latter

ball because of

aside and squatted down in front

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big, warm palm

but she did not stop

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she should

him into pieces later

he was purely

felt his heart start

Mackenzie’s

flawless legs.

he gulped without even

her skirt.

gynecologist, he had

any

but he quickly collected

his hands before warming her

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heat from his

“Urgh…”

comfortable

through her stomach, dispelling the

from earlier.

repeated the gesture a

massaged her lower abdomen.

abs are tight and toned. She

enough to work

you’re

her lower lip.

always abhorred men’s touch, but this time,

different when

of distaste

felt good and

The feeling perplexed her.

pressure on

to avoid eye

could not help

Mackenzie’s legs.

a work

did he know, Mackenzie

move.

This man is finally showing his true

all put up a front as if they are true

you, but the truth is that all

same. They’re all

you feeling?” Emmanuel

should stop touching me

Mackenzie instructed coldly.

did as she told, but

“What’s with this aversion? I’m

Besides, I’m just trying

her lower lip and

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understand why

happen between a man and a

women feel uncomfortable about it

make you something to

with an empty stomach

remarked, standing up to

a

asked indifferently.

“Is that even important?”

Does she have to

ignored that question

“I’m turning in at eleven, so make

disturb me after that.”

eyes and smiled

getting along with a

than working

headed

on the door with a plate of

sight baffled Mackenzie when

door.

ingredients? Wait. Do

how to cook?”

I bought groceries. Your kitchen

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