A Whirlwind Marriage with the Beautiful CEO

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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her phone to

no way she would swallow her

have his way, but when

of the pain, he

aside and squatted down in front of her.

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felt a big, warm palm lifting her

did not stop him.

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she figured she should trust Emmanuel

could break him into pieces later if she found

taking advantage of her.

Emmanuel felt his heart start

Mackenzie’s pair

flawless legs.

without even knowing when

her skirt.

had never

any woman except

but he quickly collected his

warming her stomach

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heat from his

“Urgh…”

felt more comfortable when a rush

her stomach,

from earlier.

Emmanuel repeated the gesture a few

her lower abdomen.

tight and

enough to work out

is this you’re doing?”

her lower lip.

men’s touch, but this time, it

different when Emmanuel

sense of distaste

and

perplexed

pressure on

avoid eye contact. As

lowered, he could not help but

Mackenzie’s legs.

a work

know, Mackenzie was watching

move.

man is finally

as if

marry you, but the truth is that all men are

same. They’re all perverts.

feeling?” Emmanuel asked suddenly.

fine already. You should stop

Mackenzie instructed coldly.

told, but on second thought, he

this aversion? I’m

trying to help

her lower lip and

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understand why human

between a man and

women feel uncomfortable about

me make you something to eat. Also,

with an

remarked, standing up to leave.

doctor or as a

asked indifferently.

that even important?”

Does she have to

ignored that question and informed

at eleven, so make sure not to

after

eyes and smiled in

with a company executive

at

minutes later, Emmanuel headed to her

door with a plate of spaghetti with

baffled Mackenzie when

door.

Wait. Do you also know

how to cook?”

I bought groceries. Your kitchen is

the food just dropped from

heaven?”

that, Emmanuel entered the room with

the table. “Eat it while it’s