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.

second they now had

Dr. Lowe,”

eyes as

let’s have some

then Emmanuel recalled that this was merely a game, not

actual battle.

had food

when the man looked into the bag, he found all the food he

been destroyed and

of

glancing into

“Huh? Your… milk?”

words. No

inevitable for his mind to be in

gynecologist, he knew full well that women could never

unless they had kids.

oats in it.

milk from her bag and

bottle, though.

that hungry. Back in the days

Northern Region, he had even gone through three

So, this was merely

“Here.”

the bottle, Claudette handed it

at her. However, he had been in the military before,

for long after noticing how nonchalant she

After accepting the bottle,

:

wipe his mouth, the lady reached

wiping