Love At The Wrong Table

Yesterday, he only helped Ashton reset her bones without using any medication. But based on today’s observation, her recovery speed was twice as fast as that of an average person!

Receiving Emmanuel’s praise, Ashton felt even happier than getting a promotion and raise. Despite her arm hurting, she still wiped her nose proudly and said, “Now you realize how amazing I am? Don’t just talk the talk; give me a massage where needed and apply medicine where necessary! Don’t pity me just because I’m delicate!”

After speaking, she even signaled to Emmanuel, indicating that all the necessa medications were already prepared in the room. She was only waiting for her “per doctor” to arrive.

He couldn’t help but chuckle. Then, he sat down and lifted her nightdress unabashedly to further examine her injuries.

“You remind me of a woman.” Emmanuel suddenly spoke up again.

“Who? Claudette?”

Ashton understood him very well. Except for Mackenzie, this man only had Claudette in his heart.

“Yes, her. Her recovery ability is as strong as yours, or even slightly stronger, but she wasn’t as fortunate as you.”

While speaking, Emmanuel continued to reset and realign Ashton’s bones.

Ashton, who was standing at 5 foot 7, had long and sturdy thighs, and a skin to didn’t match her name-it wasn’t snow-white but rather had a faint bronze color- her elasticity was exceptional when pressed down!

Listening to the man telling stories while observing his expression, Ashton suddenly felt a bit uncomfortable.

Why doesn’t this man have any feelings toward my body?

I really not have any feminine

Check deeper; I feel

frowned and pushed a little

even deeper!” Ashton pretended.

“Stop pretendi you think I don’t know where you’re injured? What exactly are you thinking?”

turned red as she felt extremely embarrassed! Did this man realize that she was deliberately

didn’t he take advantage of the situation like other men?

of any benefits?

Mackenzie and Claudette

blushing?” Emmanuel teased her

so why did she look

I’m blushing from the pain!”

father; Heave really favors you!” She could only say that women who flirt with gynecologists were simply

as

hadn’t met Mackenzie, he would have been done for long ago. How could he still have the ability to

massaging her thighs, Emmanuel moved

and returned.

scene inside, she widened her eyes in surprise.

no feelings whatsoever

which was