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
until you reach the
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Mackenzie took her phone to
was no way she would swallow her
his way, but
curl into a ball because of the pain, he
down in front
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felt a big, warm palm lifting her
but she did not stop
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figured she
him into pieces later if
purely taking advantage of
felt his heart start
he saw Mackenzie’s pair of
flawless legs.
without even
her skirt.
he had
toward any woman
quickly
hands before
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from
“Urgh…”
felt more comfortable when a rush
through her stomach,
from earlier.
the gesture a
massaged her lower abdomen.
tight and toned. She must
to work out
this you’re doing?” Mackenzie
her lower lip.
men’s
different when Emmanuel
sense of distaste was
felt good
The feeling perplexed her.
applying pressure on your acupoints,”
down to avoid eye contact.
could not help but steal
Mackenzie’s legs.
truly a work of
he know, Mackenzie was watching
move.
This man is
all put up a front as if they
the truth is
They’re
feeling?”
already. You should
Mackenzie instructed coldly.
did as she told, but on
“What’s with this aversion?
just
lower lip and
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don’t understand why human
happen between a man and a woman. I
women feel uncomfortable
make you something to
overtime with
Emmanuel remarked, standing up
doing this as a doctor or as a husband?”
asked indifferently.
“Is that even important?”
have
that question
“I’m turning in at eleven, so make
disturb me after that.”
and
along with a company
than working at the
later, Emmanuel headed to her
with a plate of
sight baffled Mackenzie when she
door.
ingredients? Wait. Do
how to cook?”
bought groceries. Your kitchen is
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