Love at the Wrong Table by Emmanuel Lowe
Love at the Wrong Table Emmanuel Lowe Chapter 479

Chapter 479

“W–What are you doing?”

Ann

At this point, Mackenzie was practically glaring at Emmanuel. Even though he

hadn’t done anything wrong, he withdrew his hand in guilt.

“Mackenzie, I was just helping you to soothe the discomfort.”

“You what?” She wouldn’t have suspected him if he didn’t say such words.

However, doubts began to grow within her after hearing his explanation.

Is there a way to clear my name? Emmanuel was rather helpless.

Mackenzie immediately sat up and covered her chest with both hands.

However, her slender hands could barely cover her ample chest. Her

attempts to cover them only managed to ensnare Emmanuel.

“Don’t worry, Mackenzie.” He then explained, “Tobias was the one who

removed your coat. Rest assured. I arrived just in time, and he hadn’t done

anything.”

To his surprise, she was worried about something else. “Why is my dress

torn?”

“Huh? It-” He was at a loss for words..

His response alerted her. Was he trying to fulfill the promise he made with

Grandpa? I can’t allow that! I won’t do it with an idiot like him, especially when

I’m passed out!

“Mackenzie, I didn’t tear your dress-”

Emmanuel’s explanation was cut short when the sharp–eyed woman looked

at his belt.

Damn it! He belatedly realized that a piece of fabric from her dress was

clipped between the buckle of his belt.

“How do you explain this?” Mackenzie stared at Emmanuel coldly.

I thought he was better than this. But denying his doings?

She looked down further, only to replace that even her pantyhose and lingerie

were showing.

“Pervert!”

“What? No-”

The misunderstanding embarrassed Emmanuel. “It’s not what it looks like,

Mackenzie. I wasn’t trying to make a move on you!”

Emmanuel was sad to replace that his words only fueled her anger. However, he

couldn’t replace the right words to explain things to her.

Mackenzie stared back at him in silence. Go on. I’m expecting your excuses.

What is he thinking? He doesn’t have to do it this way if he wants to sleep with

1. me. He’s a coward!

“Fine. I accidentally tore your dress, but it wasn’t because I wanted to make a

move on you.”

Emmanuel decided to come clean to her, but she was glaring daggers at

him. Mackenzie was obviously mad, so he made up an excuse.

“That’s not what I mean, Mackenzie. I’ll never deny the fact that I want to sleep

with you, but I don’t want to do it when you are unconscious. I want to do it

when you’re awake and are in the mood to–n–no! Forget about it! That’s not

what I want to say!”

Her mouth hung agape at his words. –

So, he did have some perverted thoughts, huh? Tobias is better than him.

Emmanuel slapped himself. I should’ve been frank with her. Now I made

myself a pervert. It’s embarrassing.

Mackenzie was a perceptive woman. Emmanuel’s dull demeanor was solid

evidence that he didn’t have the guts and thoughts to make a move on her

when she passed out.

Mackenzie finally remembered the point of the meeting today, so she asked,

“Emmanuel, what happened to Tobias?”

She was curious to learn Emmanuel’s reaction after he found that Tobias had

attempted to make a move on her.