Chapter 8

Emmanuel hurried over to help Mackenzie up, but his

hand stopped in the air abruptly when he sensed an

intimidating aura around her.

He hesitated, wondering if he should touch her.

Looking at the motionless woman with beads of sweat

trickling down her forehead, he eventually mustered

his courage and picked her up.

To his surprise, she felt much lighter than he expected

for a five-and-a-half-foot-tall person.

In fact, he reckoned she weighed only around a

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hundred and ten pounds.

“D-Don’t touch me!”

Mackenzie still managed to shoot him a steely glare

despite the gripping pain she felt.

It was nothing compared to how much she detested

the touch of a man, let alone being carried by one.

Goosebumps broke out across her body the moment

Emmanuel touched her.

The man evaded her hostile eyes and gently put her

down on the couch, saying, “Just look at you. You don’t

eat regularly. That’s why you’re having stomach flu

now.”

Wait. How does he even know that? We’ve only known

each other for a day!

Mackenzie was taken aback by how much Emmanuel

knew about her, but before she could respond,

Emmanuel had lifted her nightgown.

“W-What do you think you’re doing? I’ll kill you!”

Mackenzie exploded in a burst of energy, twisting

Emmanuel’s arm.

There was no way she would let a man like him take

advantage of her, especially when she was a daughter

of the Quillen family and had been practicing martial

arts her whole life.

Despite how painful the grip was, Emmanuel did not

fight back. “I’m just trying to help ease your pain,” he

explained, gritting his teeth.

Looks can be deceiving, man. She’s not ladylike at all,

despite how gorgeous she is!

“A-Aren’t you a gynecologist? Do you know internal

medicine too?”

Mackenzie had doubts, but there was no time for that.

Another sharp spasm of pain struck, forcing her to let

go of Emmanuel and hold her stomach.

“I can well call 911 if you don’t trust me, but you’ll have

endure the pain until you reach

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Mackenzie took her phone to make a

way she

way,

because of the pain,

squatted down

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big,

after, but she did not

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she should trust

could break him into pieces later if

he was purely taking

his heart

Mackenzie’s pair of fair

flawless legs.

he gulped without

her skirt.

gynecologist, he had never felt

attraction toward any

quickly

hands before warming

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heat from

“Urgh…”

comfortable when

her stomach,

from earlier.

Emmanuel repeated the gesture a few times

ma*saged her lower abdomen.

abs are tight and toned. She must

to

you’re

her lower lip.

always abhorred men’s touch, but

when Emmanuel touched

the sense of distaste

good and

The feeling perplexed her.

pressure on your

down to avoid

not help

Mackenzie’s legs.

truly a

Mackenzie was

move.

This man is

front as if they are true

you, but the truth is

same. They’re all

are you feeling?”

fine already. You should stop touching

Mackenzie instructed coldly.

did as she told, but on

with this

just trying to help

her lower

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don’t understand

happen between a man

women feel uncomfortable about it

something to eat. Also, make

work overtime with an empty stomach

standing up to

you doing this as a doctor or as

asked indifferently.

“Is that even important?”

Does she have to be so

ignored that question and

“I’m turning in at eleven, so make sure not

disturb me after that.”

and

along with a

working at

later, Emmanuel headed

a plate of spaghetti

Mackenzie when

door.

you buy the ingredients? Wait. Do you

how to cook?”

groceries. Your kitchen is

think the food just

heaven?”

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