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
to endure the pain until you reach the hospital.”
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Hearing this, Mackenzie took her phone to make a call,
for there was no way she would swallow her ego and
let Emmanuel have his way, but when the latter saw
her curl into a ball because of the pain, he swept her
phone aside and squatted down in front of her.
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Then, Mackenzie felt a big, warm palm lifting her gown
right after, but she did not stop him.
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Besides, she figured she should trust Emmanuel once,
since she could break him into pieces later if she found
out he was purely taking advantage of her.
Meanwhile, Emmanuel felt his heart start pounding
vigorously when he saw Mackenzie’s pair of fair and
flawless legs.
In fact, he gulped without even knowing when he lifted
her skirt.
As a gynecologist, he had never felt a sense of
irresistible attraction toward any woman except for
Mackenzie, but he quickly collected his thoughts and
rubbed his hands before warming her stomach with
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the heat from his palms.
“Urgh…”
Mackenzie finally felt more comfortable when a rush of
warmth went through her stomach, dispelling the pain
from earlier.
Then, Emmanuel repeated the gesture a few times and
ma*saged her lower abdomen.
Oh, her abs are tight and toned. She must be
disciplined enough to work out regularly.
“W-What is this you’re doing?” Mackenzie asked, biting
her lower lip.
She had always abhorred men’s touch, but this time, it
felt different when Emmanuel touched her.
Although the sense of distaste was still there,
Mackenzie felt good and embarra*sed simultaneously.
The feeling perplexed her.
“I’m applying pressure on your acupoints,” Emmanuel
answered, looking down to avoid eye contact. As his
gaze lowered, he could not help but steal a glance at
Mackenzie’s legs.
She’s truly a work of art!
Little did he know, Mackenzie was watching his every
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