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
endure the pain until you reach the
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Mackenzie took her phone
no way she would swallow
have his way, but when
curl into a ball because of the pain, he
squatted down in front
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a big, warm palm lifting
but she did not stop
With Me
she should trust
into pieces
he was purely
his heart start
saw Mackenzie’s
flawless legs.
gulped without even knowing
her skirt.
a gynecologist, he had never felt
attraction toward any
but he quickly
hands before
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heat from his
“Urgh…”
felt more comfortable when a rush
her stomach, dispelling the
from earlier.
Emmanuel repeated the gesture
massaged her lower abdomen.
abs are tight and toned.
to work out
this you’re doing?”
her lower lip.
men’s touch,
different when Emmanuel
of distaste was still
felt good and embarrassed
The feeling perplexed her.
on
looking down to avoid eye
could not help but steal
Mackenzie’s legs.
a
did he know, Mackenzie
move.
This man is finally showing his true
put up a front as if they are true
but the
same. They’re
are you feeling?” Emmanuel
fine already. You should stop touching me
Mackenzie instructed coldly.
told,
with this aversion? I’m
I’m just
bit her lower lip and
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understand
to happen between a man and
women feel uncomfortable about
make you something
with an
standing
you doing this as a doctor or as
asked indifferently.
“Is that even important?”
Does she have to be so
that question and
at eleven,
disturb me after that.”
and smiled in
along with
than working at the
headed to her
with a plate of spaghetti with
sight baffled Mackenzie when
door.
ingredients? Wait. Do you also
how to cook?”
groceries.
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