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 they

starving, Dr.

with wide eyes as she patted

have some

recalled that this was merely a game, not

actual battle.

the two had

looked into the bag, he found all

had been destroyed and

Do you want some of

glancing

“Huh? Your… milk?”

words. No matter

his mind to be in the gutter

well that women

unless they had kids.

with oats in it. It’s very

out a bottle of milk from her

one bottle, though.

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

Northern Region, he had even gone through three

So, this was

“Here.”

taking a gulp from the bottle, Claudette handed it to him.

her. However, he had been

after noticing how nonchalant she

the bottle, he started

:

Before he could wipe his mouth, the lady

tenderly wiping his