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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her phone to

she would swallow her ego

Emmanuel have his way, but when the latter

a ball because of

aside and squatted down in

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Mackenzie felt a big, warm

but she did not

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figured she

could break him into pieces later

was purely taking advantage of

his

he saw Mackenzie’s pair

flawless legs.

he gulped without

her skirt.

a gynecologist, he had never felt

toward any

but he quickly collected

his hands before warming her

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from his

“Urgh…”

finally felt more comfortable when a rush

through her stomach, dispelling

from earlier.

Emmanuel repeated the gesture

massaged her lower abdomen.

abs are tight

enough to

is this you’re doing?” Mackenzie asked,

her lower lip.

always abhorred men’s touch, but this time,

when

of distaste was still

felt good

The feeling perplexed her.

pressure on

looking down to avoid eye

not help

Mackenzie’s legs.

a work of

Mackenzie was watching his

move.

knew it. This man is

all put up a front

but the truth is that

They’re all

feeling?” Emmanuel asked

fine already. You should stop

Mackenzie instructed coldly.

as she told, but on second thought,

this aversion? I’m

just trying to

lower lip and

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understand

to happen between a man

women feel uncomfortable about

me make you something to eat. Also,

overtime with an empty stomach

Emmanuel remarked, standing

you doing this as a doctor or as

asked indifferently.

“Is that even important?”

she have to be

ignored that question and

at eleven, so

disturb me after that.”

eyes and smiled in resignation.

with

working

minutes later, Emmanuel headed to

on the door with a plate of spaghetti with

Mackenzie

door.

ingredients? Wait. Do

how to cook?”

groceries.

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