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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Mackenzie took her phone to
no way she would swallow her
way, but
ball because of the pain, he swept
down in front
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felt a big,
she
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she should
she could break him into
was purely
his heart
he saw Mackenzie’s pair
flawless legs.
he gulped without
her skirt.
gynecologist, he had never
attraction toward any
he quickly collected his
his hands before warming her stomach
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heat from his
“Urgh…”
comfortable when a
through her stomach, dispelling
from earlier.
Emmanuel repeated the gesture a few
massaged her lower abdomen.
her abs are tight and toned.
to work out
you’re
her lower lip.
men’s
when
the sense of distaste was
good and
The feeling perplexed her.
on your acupoints,”
avoid
could not help
Mackenzie’s legs.
a work of
know, Mackenzie
move.
knew it. This man is finally showing his
a front as if
you, but the truth is
same. They’re
feeling?” Emmanuel asked
You should stop
Mackenzie instructed coldly.
told, but on second thought,
this
I’m just
her lower lip and
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don’t understand why
between a man and a
women feel uncomfortable
make you something to
with
standing
a doctor or as
asked indifferently.
“Is that even important?”
have to
ignored that question and
at eleven, so
disturb me after that.”
his eyes and smiled in
along with a
than working
later, Emmanuel headed to her
a plate of spaghetti with
baffled Mackenzie when she
door.
ingredients? Wait. Do you also
how to cook?”
course I bought 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