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

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