Love At The Wrong Table

Chapter 238

Emmanuel’s fingers were so long and slender. His palm was so warm against

Claudette’s, and his chest was so firm.-

If she could continue holding onto his hand and taking a stroll while watching

this amazing view, it would be the most romantic moment of her life!

Meanwhile, Emmanuel was oblivious to her thoughts and only noticed how

distracted she had been the entire day. He couldn’t help but wonder if it was

his fault.

“It has been a while since we last bumped into an enemy. Why hasn’t this

game ended yet?” he mused.

After dragging her to a higher vantage point, he had a full view of their

surroundings now. Despite having keen sight, he could not find a single

person nearby.

If not for Claudette’s insistence on winning, he would have gone home long

ago.

As for Claudette, she did not want the game to end, as it would have meant

she no longer had an excuse to enjoy a world with just the two of them.

single second

starving, Dr.

eyes

have

only then Emmanuel recalled that

actual battle.

had food in

the bag, he found all the

had been destroyed

Do you want some of my milk

after glancing

“Huh? Your… milk?”

hearing her words. No matter how

mind to be in

he knew full well that women

unless they had kids.

milk with oats in it. It’s

pulled out a bottle of milk from her bag and

only have one bottle, though. You can have it.”

truth, Emmanuel was not that hungry. Back in the days of carrying out

the Northern Region, he had even

food. So, this was merely a child’s

“Here.”

a gulp from the bottle, Claudette handed it

been in the military

how nonchalant she was about

of milk. After accepting the bottle, he

:

sip. Before he could wipe his mouth,

tenderly wiping his