A Whirlwind Marriage with the Beautiful CEO novel Chapter 891

Chapter 891 It’s Only My Imagination!

The high heels had already been lost in the water, revealing a pair of exquisite feet.

The elusive Icy Female CEO, at that moment, had reached the peak of her allure!

Even Emmanuel, the former gynecologist, couldn’t help but feel a bit breathless when he admired his wife’s figure at a glance.

For any other ordinary man, maintaining composure would probably be hard, and they would undoubtedly have released their primal instincts while the goddess was unconscious.

Emmanuel quickly placed his hands on his wife’s chest, pushing out the water from her chest cavity.

Then, he pinched her nose and performed artificial respiration on her.

Even though he tried to focus without any distractions, Mackenzie’s soft chest and delicate lips still aroused a hint of desire in him.

Gradually, Mackenzie seemed to regain some consciousness, and though her icy eyes remained closed, her fingers moved slightly.

She felt as though someone was kissing her.

Of course, she couldn’t allow that. After all, she was Emmanuel’s wife!

Emmanuel felt that Mackenzie seemed to be regaining some consciousness and promptly ceased artificial respiration.

At the same time, there was a commotion by the seaside. Illuminated by the dim light from the villa, Emmanuel tooked up and saw two armed men with their guns pointed at them, slowly approaching.

His heart sank. Because they had gotten ashore early, they hadn’t completely escaped the encirclement.

“Tsk tsk, what a fine woman lying on the ground!”

“It’s been a while since I last had a beautiful woman. Lucky me to get to taste one tonight!”

“Look, her chest is still moving. She’s probably not a corpse, right? They should be wonderful to grab. Hehe…”

The two men paid no attention to Emmanuel, their gaze consumed by their greedy desire for the alluring Mackenzie.

Emmanuel’s eyes flared with anger. Nobody was allowed to defile his wife!

After a moment, their bodies gradually went limp, blood gushing from their mouths, staining the sandy beach.

Emmanuel then noticed the three flame symbols on their clothing.

Could this be the emblem of the Holy Fire organization? Emmanuel furrowed his brows in thought.

However, at this moment, he didn’t have the leisure to investigate further. He first picked up his wife, moved her out of the danger zone, and then considered his next steps.

At this moment, Mackenzie’s consciousness gradually returned. She felt herself being held, her cheek pressed against a strong man’s chest.

This sensation made her resist. However, she couldn’t shake off the faint sense of familiarity.

Am I imagining it? Yes! It’s only my imagination! I can’t let another man hold me like this.

Driven by this thought, Mackenzie finally forced her eyes open, and her lips parted slightly. “You… You need to put-me down…”