Love at the Wrong Table - Season 8 Episode 1

“Go to hell!” 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.

“Ah!”

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

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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 Ashton’s neck, which he

looked at more closely this time. He was sure he hadn’t made a mistake; it

was identical to the pattern on the Snake Master’s face!

“What’s going on? What happened?” 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 Ashton’s face was flushed. It was quite a story-worthy scene.

“Ash, how did this happen?” Lexi rushed over to her cousin in panic. Even

though she was a talented woman, she couldn’t 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 Emmanuel’s clothes and had a

suspicion in her mind.

“Lexie, this man molested me! I’m going to kill him!” Ashton, covering her body

with her clothes, still wanted to attack Emmanuel.

“Stop!” 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?

“Captain Payne!” Ashton’s face bore an expression of injustice, yet she

reluctantly stopped her actions.

“We’ll be leaving then, Captain Payne.”

Just then, Mackenzie gently held Emmanuel’s arm and said coldly, “This is my

husband. I believe he wouldn’t molest other women.”

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 who’d have thought he was already married?! Worst

of all, Emmanuel’s wife was the woman he had fallen in love with at first sight!

Wouldn’t 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?!

“Lexi, let’s go.”

Mackenzie didn’t care what others thought. She walked out arm-in-arm with

Emmanuel.

“Oh, yes… Ms. Quillen!” Lexi finally came to her senses, told Ashton to take

care, and hurriedly followed.

On the way home, Mackenzie was very quiet.

Emmanuel didn’t say a word either.

Lexi and Wally dared not speak out of turn.

The atmosphere was a bit strange.

It wasn’t until they got home to the Yociam Residence that Mackenzie finally

spoke coldly, “Emmanuel, don’t you think you owe me an explanation?”

Of course, she believed that Emmanuel would not intentionally take

advantage of Ashton, and in front of others, she had to spare her husband’s

dignity.

Doubting one’s husband in public would only damage their reputation as a

couple.