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.

every single second they now

Dr.

wide eyes as she patted her

have some

Emmanuel recalled that this was merely a game, not

actual battle.

two had food in

when the man looked into the bag, he found

had been destroyed and squashed

of my milk instead,

smiled after glancing

“Huh? Your… milk?”

upon hearing her words. No matter how dense a

to

knew full well

unless they had kids.

oats in it.

out a bottle of milk from

only have one bottle, though. You can have

not that hungry. Back in the

in the Northern Region, he had even

So, this was

“Here.”

taking a gulp from the bottle, Claudette handed

been in the military before, so

for long after noticing how

of milk. After accepting the bottle,

:

could wipe

tenderly wiping