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
Chapter & Go Home With Me
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
endure the pain until
Candy Crush Saga
Mackenzie took her phone to make a
no way she would
his way, but
curl into a ball because of the pain, he swept
aside and squatted down in
5/17
felt a big, warm
after, but she
With Me
she should
could break him into pieces later if
purely taking
felt his heart
saw Mackenzie’s pair
flawless legs.
without even knowing when he
her skirt.
a gynecologist, he had never felt a
toward any woman
he quickly
before warming
6/17
heat from
“Urgh…”
finally felt more comfortable when a rush
through her stomach, dispelling the
from earlier.
gesture a
massaged her lower abdomen.
her abs are tight and toned. She must
to work
is this you’re doing?” Mackenzie asked,
her lower lip.
had always abhorred men’s touch,
when
the sense of distaste was
good and embarrassed
The feeling perplexed her.
pressure on your
looking down to avoid eye contact.
he could not help but steal a glance
Mackenzie’s legs.
a work
know, Mackenzie was
move.
knew it. This man is finally
all put up a front as
they marry you, but the truth is that all
They’re all
feeling?”
should
Mackenzie instructed coldly.
she told,
“What’s with this aversion? I’m
just trying to
her lower lip and
10/17
understand why
happen between a man and a woman.
uncomfortable
make you something to eat. Also, make
with an empty
remarked, standing
as a doctor or as
asked indifferently.
“Is that even important?”
Does she have to be so
ignored that question
eleven, so make sure not
disturb me after that.”
rolled his eyes and smiled in resignation.
with
working
headed to her room
on the door with a
baffled Mackenzie when she
door.
buy the ingredients? Wait.
how to cook?”
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