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.

cherished every single second they

starving, Dr. Lowe,” she

wide eyes as she patted

have some

only then Emmanuel recalled that this was merely a game,

actual battle.

the two had food in

man looked into the bag, he found all the food

had been destroyed and squashed

well. Do you want some of my

after glancing into his

“Huh? Your… milk?”

her words. No matter how

inevitable for his mind to be in

full well that women could

unless they had kids.

milk with oats in it.

a bottle of milk from her bag and shook it gently

have one bottle, though. You

that hungry. Back

Region, he had even gone through three

So, this was merely a

“Here.”

taking a gulp from the bottle, Claudette handed it

at her. However, he had been

noticing how

the

:

sip. Before he could wipe his mouth,

wiping