Love at the Wrong Table Emmanuel Lowe Chapter 302
Love at the Wrong Table
Chapter 302
As a gynecologist, providing medical care to women was more than
common for Emmanuel.
Even though Claudette was soaking wet with her clothes tightly clinging to
her body, displaying the most delicate curves and contours of a woman, he
wasnât the slightest bit aroused.
Hé merely skillfully applied professional techniques to the young ladyâs chest.
Pfft! Claudette coughed up some water after Emmanuel pressed her chest
firmly twice.
That said, she still didnât regain consciousness.
In order to save her, after assessing the situation, Emmanuel had no choice
but to pinch her nose and prepare to perform mouthâtoâmouth resuscitation
on her.
Fortunately, the young womanâs originally pale face gradually regained color
and vitality after a few light coughs, and Emmanuel stopped at once.
In the next moment, Claudette sat up nervously. Feeling a cool sensation
throughout her body, she crossed her hands over her chest, but when she
saw that the man in front of her was Emmanuel, not only did she relax her
guard, but she also pursed her lips.
âWâWere you the one who saved me, Dr. Lowe?â Claudetteâs face grew
increasingly red. She believed Emmanuel had performed mouthâtoâmouth
resuscitation on her.
Doesnât that mean my first kiss has been stolen?
âI did. That was a close call just now.â Emmanuel, on the other hand, was
nearly expressionless. He even took off his jacket to put it on Claudette.
After that, he stood up and observed their surroundings.
Meanwhile, Claudette wrapped her hands tightly around Emmanuelâs jacket,
smelling the faint scent on it.
His scent was pleasant, unlike how other men smelled. It was not a womanâs
smell either, but it was warm and captivating.
âHow did you revive me just now, Dr. Lowe?â Claudette couldnât help asking as
she gazed at Emmanuelâs towering figure.
âJust the normal chest compression. I was also about to give you
mouthâtoâmouth resuscitationâ¦â Emmanuel answered while searching for
wood nearby.
He knew they wouldnât be able to go back up for at least a while. Hence, the
important thing now was to get their clothes dry, or things would turn
troublesome if Claudette fell sick later.
Alas, words can be misinterpreted sometimes. Emmanuel didnât explain it
clearly, and Claudette genuinely thought he had kissed her.
Moreover, it was likely that he didnât only do it once! Yes!
Regardless of whether she ended up with Emmanuel, she could rest in peace
knowing she had given her first kiss to the man she liked.
Watching Emmanuelâs busy and reliable figure, Claudette smiled happily.
âMs. Lenoir, the fire is lit. Come sit over here!â
Emmanuelâs survival skills in the wilderness were simply astonishing. In just a
few moments, he had ignited a small fire. Unfortunately, though, his
somewhat cold tone was rather perplexing.
However, Claudette didnât mind it. Emmanuelâs perplexing demeanor was
also an attractive quality to her.
She preferred insensitive men like him rather than someone
smoothâtongued like Jonathan, who was repulsive to listen to.
She quickly stood up and walked toward the bonfire, wondering if she could
snuggle up next to him and warm herself by the fire. It would be more
romantic than any dance!
Alas, Emmanuel stood up as soon as she approached.
âYou should warm yourself by the fire first. Donât catch a cold!â he said as he
picked up a few sticks from the ground and went to build something in
another nearby cluster of trees.
Claudette was curious and also admired his incredible handsâon skills.
A short while later, he had actually built a wooden rack and then created a
pile of fire. He took off his shirt and placed it on the rack to dry.
His solid abs fascinated Claudette.
What kind of training has this man gone through? His abs are different from
those of gym trainers. They donât appear disproportionately large, but itâs
evident that heâs incredibly strong!
Emmanuelâs face finally showed a hint of unease when he noticed Claudette
sneakily eyeing him. He smiled somewhat bashfully and asked, âMs. Lenoir, Iâd
like to dry my clothes first. Could you please look the other way?â