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Love at the Wrong Table (Emmanuel Lowe and Mackenzie) novel Chapter 87

Chapter 87

Secondly, she had just set up a few rules with him.

That guy has never waited up for me. How can I expect him to be there to

open the door for me if I call out?

However, the pain in her belly intensified, and the dizziness worsened,

causing her to drop to her haunches in front of the door.

What am I going to do?

Right when she decided to call for the driver to help her, the door opened.

“What happened?”

Emmanuel hurriedly helped her up when he saw her drenched in a cold

sweat on the floor.

“What… What are you doing? You’ve never waited up for me.”

Mackenzie feigned standoffish and tried to push him away.

Emmanuel sighed and didn’t touch her after that.

However, she slumped to the ground in the next second. With quick

reflexes, he urgently grabbed onto hér.

“Don’t touch me! We’ve signed an agreement! You can’t touch me!”

Mackenzie shoved him away again.

Emmanuel’s expression turned grim as he carried her into his arms. He

turned around, kicking the door closed.

“You! How dare you!”

Mackenzie clenched her teeth in anger. His actions cleared away the

drunken fog in her mind.

How dare he carry me like this!

Emmanuel wasn’t intimidated by her threat and proceeded to throw her

on her bed. “Lie down and don’t move. I’ll make something to sober you up.

You shouldn’t have drunk so much if you couldn’t handle it. It’s not good for

your stomach.”

His chiding added fuel to her fire. She struggled to get up and shouted,

“Who says I’m a lightweight? Do you know how much I drank? How am I

supposed to talk business if I can’t drink?”

Seeing her sluggish movements and how she couldn’t keep herself up, he

had no choice but to help her into bed.

He didn’t expect her to fall into his embrace and puke all over him.

“Hey, what are you doing? This is my pajamas, not a dishcloth!”

Emmanuel’s temper sparked. He only had one pajama, and she had

sullied it with her vomit. What was he going to wear that night?

To his surprise, he found that her vomit actually smelled nice.

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