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
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Mackenzie took her phone to make
no way she would swallow her
Emmanuel have his way, but when the latter
into a ball because
squatted down
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a big, warm palm lifting
she did not stop
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figured she should trust
him into pieces
he was purely
Emmanuel felt his
when he saw Mackenzie’s pair of fair
flawless legs.
fact, he gulped without even knowing when he
her skirt.
he had never felt
toward any woman except
but he quickly
before warming
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heat from
“Urgh…”
more comfortable
her stomach, dispelling
from earlier.
repeated the gesture
massaged her lower abdomen.
are tight and toned. She
enough to
this you’re doing?” Mackenzie asked,
her lower lip.
had always abhorred men’s touch,
when
the sense of
felt good
The feeling perplexed her.
applying pressure on
to avoid eye
lowered, he could not help
Mackenzie’s legs.
truly a work
he know, Mackenzie was watching his
move.
man is
put up a front as if
they marry you, but the truth is that all men
same. They’re
are you feeling?” Emmanuel asked
You should
Mackenzie instructed coldly.
she told, but on second
“What’s with this
just trying to help
bit her lower lip
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don’t understand
happen between a man and a
feel uncomfortable
me make you something to eat.
overtime with
standing up
as a doctor or as a
asked indifferently.
“Is that even important?”
she have
ignored that question
at eleven,
disturb me after that.”
and smiled in
along with a
working at the
headed to
on the door with a
baffled Mackenzie
door.
the ingredients? Wait.
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