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
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this, Mackenzie took her phone to make
no way she would swallow
way,
a ball because of
squatted down in front of
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Mackenzie felt a big, warm palm lifting
after, but she did not
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she should trust Emmanuel
into pieces later if
purely taking advantage of
his
saw Mackenzie’s
flawless legs.
fact, he gulped without even knowing
her skirt.
had never felt
attraction toward any woman except
he quickly collected
hands before warming her
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heat from
“Urgh…”
felt more comfortable when
through her stomach, dispelling
from earlier.
the gesture a few
massaged her lower abdomen.
tight and toned. She
enough to
you’re doing?”
her lower lip.
always abhorred men’s touch, but this time,
when Emmanuel touched
sense of
good
The feeling perplexed her.
pressure on
looking down to avoid eye
help but steal a
Mackenzie’s legs.
truly a work
did he know, Mackenzie
move.
knew it. This man is finally
a front as
they marry you, but the truth is that
same. They’re
are you feeling?”
should stop touching me
Mackenzie instructed coldly.
did as she told, but
with this aversion?
Besides, I’m just trying
her lower
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don’t understand why human
man and
uncomfortable about it
you something to
overtime with an
remarked, standing up
you doing this as a doctor or as
asked indifferently.
“Is that even important?”
she have to be
ignored that question
in at eleven,
disturb me after that.”
eyes and smiled in resignation.
along with a company executive
than working
Emmanuel headed to
the door with a
sight baffled Mackenzie
door.
buy the ingredients? Wait. Do you also
how to cook?”
I bought 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