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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took her phone to make a
she would swallow her ego
his way, but when the
curl into a ball because
down in front of
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Mackenzie felt a big, warm palm lifting
after, but she did not
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figured she should trust Emmanuel
into pieces
was purely taking advantage of
Emmanuel felt his heart
he saw Mackenzie’s pair of
flawless legs.
he gulped without even knowing when he
her skirt.
a gynecologist, he had
attraction toward any
but he quickly collected
hands before
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heat from his
“Urgh…”
comfortable
went through her
from earlier.
gesture
massaged her lower abdomen.
abs are tight and toned. She
enough to work
this you’re doing?” Mackenzie
her lower lip.
men’s touch, but this time,
when Emmanuel
of distaste was still
felt good and
The feeling perplexed her.
on your acupoints,”
avoid eye
could not help but
Mackenzie’s legs.
a
he know, Mackenzie was watching
move.
man is finally showing
a front as if they are
they marry you, but the truth is that all
They’re
you feeling?”
already. You should
Mackenzie instructed coldly.
did as she told,
this aversion?
Besides, I’m just trying to
bit her lower
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don’t understand
happen between a man and a woman.
women feel uncomfortable
you something to
overtime with an empty
standing
doing this as a
asked indifferently.
“Is that even important?”
have to be so
ignored that question
“I’m turning in at eleven, so
disturb me after that.”
eyes and smiled
along with a company
working at the
headed
with a plate of spaghetti
Mackenzie
door.
the ingredients? Wait. Do
how to cook?”
course I bought groceries. Your kitchen
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