Love at the Wrong Table Emmanuel Lowe Chapter 701
Love at the Wrong Table
Chapter 701
âGo to hell!â Ashton finally resorted to a last-ditch effort, shrugging her
shoulders and delivering a roundhouse kick to Emmanuel.
Rip!
Her clothes, from the outside in, were torn to shreds by Emmanuel, who was
unfazed. He simply swatted her leg away with one hand.
Smack!
Ashton landed on both feet, her top falling off due to her intense focus on the
fight.
âAh!â
Realizing what had happened, she let out a scream, hastily covering herself
with the remaining scraps of fabric. Yet, in just a fleeting moment or two,
Emmanuel had seen everything there was to see.
The color and contour were exceptional.
Nevertheless, Emmanuel harbored no inappropriate thoughts.
Undeniably, the woman possessed a fantastic figure. Notably sized, her
physique differed from that of an ordinary woman due to regular workouts,
radiating a sense of vitality.
Regrettably, he used to be a gynecologist.
He had seen enough of the female form to be as nonchalant about it as a
math teacher would be about geometric shapes.
Instead, his attention was drawn to the pattern on Ashtonâs neck, which he
looked at more closely this time. He was sure he hadnât made a mistake; it
was identical to the pattern on the Snake Masterâs face!
âWhatâs going on? What happened?â Sage had just escorted two ladies out
when he heard the commotion and hurried over.
The three of them were momentarily stunned by the scene before them.
A man and a woman, their clothes in disarray, and Emmanuel was looking
grim, while Ashtonâs face was flushed. It was quite a story-worthy scene.
âAsh, how did this happen?â Lexi rushed over to her cousin in panic. Even
though she was a talented woman, she couldnât figure out how this
happened, even if she had ten brains.
They were in a police station, after all.
Mackenzie, on the other hand, glanced at Emmanuelâs clothes and had a
suspicion in her mind.
âLexie, this man molested me! Iâm going to kill him!â Ashton, covering her body
with her clothes, still wanted to attack Emmanuel.
âStop!â Sage shouted angrily, thinking his subordinate had gone mad.
Emmanuel was the most straight-laced guy of the Wolf Warriors.
He molest you? If he really wanted to molest you, would you even have a
chance to resist?
âCaptain Payne!â Ashtonâs face bore an expression of injustice, yet she
reluctantly stopped her actions.
âWeâll be leaving then, Captain Payne.â
Just then, Mackenzie gently held Emmanuelâs arm and said coldly, âThis is my
husband. I believe he wouldnât molest other women.â
What?!
How
words stunned everyone present.
Sage stared at Emmanuel, momentarily speechless.
He had just been confident that his boss was a straight-laced man with no
interest in women, but whoâd have thought he was already married?! Worst
of all, Emmanuelâs wife was the woman he had fallen in love with at first sight!
Wouldnât that make her my sister-in-law?!
Ashton also thought Mackenzie must be blind. With her excellent conditions,
why would she choose such a sc*mbag?!
âLexi, letâs go.â
Mackenzie didnât care what others thought. She walked out arm-in-arm with
Emmanuel.
âOh, yes⦠Ms. Quillen!â Lexi finally came to her senses, told Ashton to take
care, and hurriedly followed.
On the way home, Mackenzie was very quiet.
Emmanuel didnât say a word either.
Lexi and Wally dared not speak out of turn.
The atmosphere was a bit strange.
It wasnât until they got home to the Yociam Residence that Mackenzie finally
spoke coldly, âEmmanuel, donât you think you owe me an explanation?â
Of course, she believed that Emmanuel would not intentionally take
advantage of Ashton, and in front of others, she had to spare her husbandâs
dignity.
Doubting oneâs husband in public would only damage their reputation as a
couple.