Love at the Wrong Table Emmanuel Lowe Chapter 306
Love at the Wrong Table
Chapter 306
Whoosh!
Right as Mackenzie was a split second away from meeting her maker, a
stone flew straight toward her like a bullet.
Clang!
With a crisp and intense collision sound, the ninjaâs wrist went numb, causing
the blade to veer off by a few inches.
On the verge of death, Mackenzie unleashed all her hidden potential and
instinctively dodged, narrowly avoiding the sword tip grazing her neck.
She felt a searing pain as her neck split open, but fortunately, the wound
wasnât deep.
She quickly covered it with her hand, confirming that the injury wouldnât
endanger her life for the time being.
The assassin wanted to make another move, but stones continued flying
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precisely toward him in the darkness, each akin to a bullet!
âWho goes there?!â the ninja exclaimed in alarm as he dodged and hid in the
darkness.
He knew full well that his opponent wasnât inferior to him. To think thereâs
someone formidable in Yeringham, Chanaea!
However, no one answered him.
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A towering figure moved with breakneck speed in the darkness, only coming
to a halt as he stood in front of Mackenzie.
Excitement overcame the young woman when she finally realized who it was.
Emmanuel! I knew it was this dumbo! Finally, she was saved.
âAre you alright, Mackenzie?â Emmanuel finally dared check in with
Mackenzie. Still, it was only for a gander, for he knew just how formidable this
ninja was.
To hire a killer of this caliber to kill Mackenzie⦠Whomever this jack*ss is, heâs
dead meat!
A raging fire burned in Emmanuelâs eyes when he saw blood seeping from
Mackenzieâs neck.
âIâm good. Letâs deal with that guy together.â
Mackenzie wanted to fight alongside Emmanuel. She couldnât be a damsel in
distress forever.
âNo need. Take a break. I can handle him myself!â
Emmanuel rarely displayed arrogance, but his current demeanor somehow
fascinated Mackenzie.
She had experienced firsthand just how formidable the ninja was. The man
was likely on the top hitman list, yet Emmanuel still looked down on him!
Well, this idiotâs domineering, for sure. Letâs hope heâs not just all talk, though.
âDonât underestimate him. Heâs not an easy one-â
âDonât worry. As I said, I can handle him myself,â Emmanuel interjected. âAs
your husband, how can I spare him when he has hurt you?â
This dumbo! Mackenzie was taken aback, surprised that the man had this
side to him. It was like he was a totally different person.
âYouâre arrogant, arenât you? Say your last words!â
The ninja couldnât stand others showing off in front of him. He swung his icy
sword once again, emitting a chilling gleam in the darkness.
The elusive gleam constantly changed direction, enveloping Emmanuel.
âStep back!â Emmanuel faced the assassin barehanded, shielding Mackenzie
behind him.
Yes, Mackenzie was worried about her husband, but she was also highly
rational. This wasnât some cliche love drama; it wasnât time for them to
exchange cheesy, sentimental words.
She retreated at once.
Here it comes!
The everâchanging cold gleam descended upon Emmanuel from all
directions.
Mackenzie forgot to breathe for a moment.
Emmanuel desperately dodged under the cold gleam, showcasing not only
astonishing eyesight but also breathtaking agility!
Who exactly is he? The idea popped into both Mackenzieâs and the ninjaâs
heads.
Clang! Seizing a fleeting opportunity, Emmanuel used a stone to block the
blade.
The assassinâs wrist turned slightly numb once again, revealing his
opponentâs strength!
âHeâs definitely no average Joe!â