Love At The Wrong Table

However, Emmanuel was the only exception.

He would always examine her body naturally as though she was just a

patient to him, nothing else.

Claudette didn’t know what to think about that.

It was getting late when the consultation came to an end. Emmanuel

grabbed his medical kit and made to leave.

Claudette offered, “Dr. Lowe, let me give you a ride.”

Before Emmanuel could reply, she added cheerfully, “I’ll just sit in the car

without moving. That won’t worsen my condition, will it?”

Emmanuel grinned. “Okay, then.”

They got into the Rolls-Royce and headed back to the Yociam Residence.

Coincidentally, a Bentley pulled up at the entrance when they arrived.

“Stop the car!” Mackenzie quickly ordered her driver when she saw

Emmanuel hopping out of a Rolls-Royce ahead of them.

Claudette then got out of the car, seemingly reluctant to bid goodbye to

Emmanuel.

Mackenzie couldn’t believe he was capable of seducing the heiress of the

Lenoir family!

Meanwhile, Claudette could barely hide her curiosity. “Dr. Lowe, I had no

idea you live in this high-end residential area. Do you live here alone?”

It was clear she wanted to spend more time chatting with Emmanuel.

“No. I live with someone else,” Emmanuel replied honestly.

“Oh, are you living with your girlfriend?” Claudette asked cheerily; her tone

tinged with a hint of anxiety.

Emmanuel was taken aback, not knowing how to answer her question.

Claudette chuckled aloud and deliberately teased, “What’s the matter? Is

it inconvenient for you to tell me about it?”

“Mm, you could say that,” Emmanuel responded vaguely with a curt nod.

He and Mackenzie signed a contract, and they would be getting a divorce

within six months. He didn’t feel like telling others that she was his wife.

Besides, he was also aware that Mackenzie didn’t want her friends to know

that she was already married.

After hearing his answer, Claudette tensed up as bitterness washed over

her.

A while later, she grinned and replied, “I had no idea you have a girlfriend,

Dr. Lowe. I thought gynecologists won’t be interested in women!”

Emmanuel explained solemnly, “Ms. Lenoir, I have no interest in my

patients, let alone harbor any ill intentions toward them. You don’t have to

worry about that.”

The bitterness in Claudette’s heart grew more intense as her smile faded.

“Of course I trust you, Dr. Lowe. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have hired you to treat my condition. I was actually thinking of hiring you as my personal

doctor if your girlfriend doesn’t mind.”

“Thanks for the offer, Ms. Lenoir. However, I’m currently not looking to be

someone’s personal doctor, at least not at the moment,” Emmanuel

declined her offer politely.

“All right, then. I’ll take my leave now.”

“Okay. Remember to get more rest these few days and take the

medication as prescribed,” Emmanuel reminded her.

“Got it!” Claudette flashed a smile and hopped back into her car. The

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It’s surprising to learn that the gynecologist has a girlfriend. It seems that

there are many tasteful women like me out there.

After the Rolls-Royce drove away, Emmanuel walked into the residential

area.

Mackenzie rolled down the window and glanced around as her fists balled

No matter what, he’s still my husband in name. I can’t believe Claudette is bold enough to show up at our house!

Suddenly, a Mercedes-Benz pulled up behind the Bentley. The young driver, unaware of her expression, greeted her excitedly, “Mackenzie!”