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
pain until you reach
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took her phone to
was no way she would swallow
his way, but
curl into a ball because of the pain, he
squatted down in front
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Mackenzie felt a big, warm palm
but she did not
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she should trust Emmanuel
she could break him into pieces
was purely
Emmanuel felt his heart
when he saw Mackenzie’s pair of
flawless legs.
without
her skirt.
gynecologist, he had never
any woman except
quickly collected his thoughts
his hands before warming her
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from
“Urgh…”
more comfortable when
went through her
from earlier.
gesture
massaged her lower abdomen.
tight and toned.
enough to
you’re doing?”
her lower lip.
men’s touch,
different when Emmanuel touched
sense of distaste
good
The feeling perplexed her.
on
to avoid eye contact.
lowered, he could not help but steal a
Mackenzie’s legs.
a work
did he know, Mackenzie was watching his
move.
This man is finally showing his
a front
but the
same. They’re
you feeling?” Emmanuel asked
should stop touching me
Mackenzie instructed coldly.
as she told, but
with this aversion?
Besides, I’m just trying to help
bit her lower
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I don’t understand why
happen between a man and a
women feel uncomfortable
you something to
don’t work overtime with an empty
remarked, standing up
this as a
asked indifferently.
“Is that even important?”
have to
that question and
“I’m turning in at eleven,
disturb me after that.”
and smiled
along with a company
than working at the
Emmanuel headed
a plate of spaghetti
sight baffled Mackenzie when
door.
the ingredients? Wait. Do
how to cook?”
bought groceries. Your kitchen
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