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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her phone to make a

there was no way she

his way, but when the

curl into a ball because of the pain, he swept

and squatted down in front

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Mackenzie felt a big, warm palm lifting

but she

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she should trust Emmanuel

him into pieces later if

he was purely taking advantage of

his

saw Mackenzie’s

flawless legs.

fact, he gulped without even knowing

her skirt.

he had never

attraction toward any

quickly collected his thoughts

his hands before

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from his

“Urgh…”

more comfortable

went through her

from earlier.

gesture a few

massaged her lower abdomen.

her abs are tight and toned.

enough to work out

is this you’re doing?”

her lower lip.

abhorred men’s touch, but this

different when

of distaste was

good and embarrassed

The feeling perplexed her.

applying pressure on your acupoints,”

looking down to avoid eye

not help

Mackenzie’s legs.

a work of

Mackenzie was watching

move.

is finally showing

up a front as if they are

the truth

same. They’re

are you feeling?” Emmanuel

already. You should stop

Mackenzie instructed coldly.

did as she told, but on second

“What’s with this aversion?

Besides, I’m just trying to help

lower lip and

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I don’t understand why

man and a

uncomfortable

you something to eat. Also, make

don’t work overtime with an empty

remarked, standing up

as a doctor or as a husband?”

asked indifferently.

“Is that even important?”

she have

that question

at eleven, so

disturb me after that.”

eyes and smiled in resignation.

with

than working

later, Emmanuel headed to her room

door with a plate of

sight baffled Mackenzie when she opened

door.

buy the ingredients? Wait. Do you

how to cook?”

course I bought groceries. Your

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