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.

desperately cherished every single second they now had

starving, Dr. Lowe,” she

with wide eyes as she patted

have some food,

then Emmanuel recalled that this

actual battle.

the two had food in

bag, he

destroyed and squashed during

some of

smiled after glancing into

“Huh? Your… milk?”

stunned upon hearing her words. No matter how dense a man was, it

to be in the gutter

well that women could never

unless they had kids.

dairy milk with oats in it.

milk from her bag and

bottle, though. You

Back

Northern Region, he had even gone

this was merely a child’s

“Here.”

the bottle, Claudette

her. However, he had been in the military

long after noticing how nonchalant she was

milk. After accepting the bottle, he started drinking

:

a sip. Before he could wipe his mouth, the lady

wiping