Love at the Wrong Table (Emmanuel Lowe and Mackenzie) novel Chapter 1182

Chapter 1182 He Can’t Explain Himself 

Infuriated, Ashton growled with gnashed teeth, “Be prepared to fall to your death, then!” 

Ignoring her, Emmanuel, knowing Ashton was still weak, after securing her with safety measures, suddenly instructed, “Hold on to me!” 

“What?!” Ashton couldn’t believe her ears. “You want me to hold on to you? What nonsense are you thinking? Who do you think you are?” 

“Shut up!” Emmanuel hurriedly interjected before she could explode. “I injured my arm saving you during the day. I can’t carry you down, so you have to hold on to me!” 

Earlier, when he descended, he wanted to find two sets of ropes, but unfortunately, he only had one in the trunk. Moreover, even with two sets, Ashton, in her current state, couldn’t descend alone. 

“I…” Ashton suddenly became submissive, looking somewhat aggrieved. “Hmph, fine, I’ll hold you! Must you be so fierce?” 

She had never hugged a man, even when she was ostensibly Maxwell’s girlfriend. Now, considering the man had saved her life, she decided to give him some advantage. 

Emmanuel, however, wasn’t thinking along those lines at all. When she hugged him, he couldn’t help but frown and say, “Don’t hold too tight. I told you yours are massive, and it makes it hard for me to breathe!” 

“You!” Ashton almost passed out from anger for the third time because of him. 

In fact, she was quite melancholic about why she had such large sets. Although men liked it, she didn’t. In fact, she often found it inconvenient, especially during fights. Now, being criticized by Emmanuel, she decided that when she returned, she would consider getting surgery to reduce it a bit and see how it felt. 

Although Emmanuel reminded her not to hold too tight, as they descended, Ashton couldn’t help but tightly hug Emmanuel. Emmanuel had no choice but to endure the pain of jealousy from other men. 

Unexpectedly, after descending for a while, Emmanuel’s phone in his pocket rang. Initially hesitant to answer, he thought about the time, realizing it must be his wife, so he paused, took out his phone, and indeed, it was 

Mackenzie. 

“Emmanuel, why haven’t you come home yet? It’s already 11 p.m.!” Mackenzie sounded a bit worried and angry. 

This man, as soon as he gets busy with Claudette’s matters, forgets about his wife at home! He didn’t even call home 

to check in! 

“Oh, Mackenzie!” Emmanuel quickly explained the situation to his wife. “I haven’t finished here yet. I lost track of 

time!” 

“Why are you still busy so late?” Mackenzie asked, puzzled. 

Before Emmanuel could respond, Ashton became a bit impatient. “Emmanuel, is it your time to be intimate with 

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ས 73% “Un, Mackenzie! Emmanuel quickly explained the situation to his wife. “I haven’t finished here yet. I lost track of 

time!” 

“Why are you still busy so late?” Mackenzie asked, puzzled, 

Before Emmanuel could respond, Ashton became a bit impatient. “Emmanuel, is it your time to be intimate with 

your wife? I’m almost too tired to hug you anymore!” 

What? 

On the other end, Mackenzie’s beautiful eyes suddenly narrowed. “Emmanuel, are you alone with Officer 

Summerton right now?” 

She had been quite polite, not mentioning them hugging each other. Even so, over the phone, Emmanuel could feel the coldness emanating from his wife. 

“Shut up!” Emmanuel quickly scolded Ashton, warning her to watch her mouth. 

Though displeased, she merely pouted, looking like a victim. It was such a contrast to her usual proud and 

dominant demeanor. If her colleagues and admirers saw her like this now, their jaws would surely drop. This was