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?

have

it and deliberately said, Check deeper; I feel pain there, too. Can you massage it for

and pushed

even deeper!” Ashton pretended.

Emmanuel stopped directly while furrowing his brows. “Stop pretendi you think I don’t know

felt extremely embarrassed! Did this man realize that she was deliberately teasing him?

advantage of the situation like

of any

and

Emmanuel teased

ambiguity at all, so

blushing from

favors you!” She could

just smiled as he continued to massage

were true; if he hadn’t met Mackenzie, he would have been done for long ago. How could he still

her thighs, Emmanuel moved

finally bought the medicine and returned. After communicating with Emmanuel,

scene inside, she widened her eyes

feelings whatsoever

which was