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 make
she would
way, but when
ball because of
and squatted down in
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felt a big, warm palm lifting her
after, but she
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figured she
into pieces later
purely taking advantage of
felt his heart
saw Mackenzie’s pair of fair
flawless legs.
fact, he gulped without even knowing
her skirt.
a gynecologist, he had never felt
any woman
quickly collected his
his hands before warming her
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from his
“Urgh…”
felt more comfortable when a
her stomach, dispelling
from earlier.
repeated the gesture a few times
massaged her lower abdomen.
abs are tight and toned.
enough to work
this you’re doing?” Mackenzie
her lower lip.
men’s touch,
different when Emmanuel
of
felt good and
The feeling perplexed her.
pressure on your
looking down to avoid eye contact. As
lowered, he could not help
Mackenzie’s legs.
truly a work
he know, Mackenzie was watching
move.
This man is finally showing his
front as if
they marry you, but the truth is
same. They’re
you feeling?” Emmanuel
already. You should stop
Mackenzie instructed coldly.
as she told, but on
this aversion?
just trying to help
bit her lower lip and
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don’t understand why human
man and
feel uncomfortable about
make you something to
with an empty
remarked, standing
doing this as a doctor or
asked indifferently.
“Is that even important?”
have to be so
ignored that question and
turning in at eleven, so
disturb me after that.”
eyes and
getting along with
working at the
Emmanuel headed to
on the door with a plate
sight baffled Mackenzie when she opened
door.
you buy the ingredients? Wait. Do
how to cook?”
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