Mistaken Match: Marrying the Enigmatic CEO by Ruby Fennimore

Chapter 1181 What She Eats to Grow Like That
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To make matters worse, it seemed like his safety rope wouldn’t hold for much longer. Fortunately, it was daytime, and there was
still some light coming from above.
Emmanuel surveyed the surrounding environment and noticed a small cave not far away, which should barely
accommodate both of them.
In the next moment, he single-handedly held Ashton, enduring the pain, and crawled toward the cave.
After some climbing, they finally landed safely with a bit of excitement. However, his safety rope, worn down by the excess
weight and friction, was practically useless now.
Emmanuel gently laid Ashton flat on the ground, quickly discarded the ropes from his body, and hastened to check
her condition.
The woman was still breathing; it seemed she had fainted due to excessive pain and a recurrence of internal injuries, but her life
was not in immediate danger.
Emmanuel noticed blood oozing from her chest and had to undo her uniform to prepare to rebandage the wound.
As usual, she wore only pasties, and her clothing was as bold as ever. Her figure was impressive, but unfortunately, the injuries
made Emmanuel uninterested.
In this remote location, Emmanuel couldn’t find any bandages or medicinal herbs. He could only stimulate a few
acupoints for her and then tore off his shirt, tying it into strips to dress her wounds.
After finishing the dressing, Emmanuel checked his own injuries. His right arm was severely swollen, making it difficult to exert
force. It would probably take three or four days to fully recover.
At that moment, Ashton slightly opened her eyes. Seeing a shirtless man in front of her and feeling a cool sensation on her body,
she suddenly sat up.

“You pervert! How dare you take advantage of me in my vulnerable state?!” Ashton instinctively slapped him.
Given her beauty and good figure, there had been no shortage of men who had tried to take advantage of her in the past. Some
of them were probably turning in their graves now. Little did she expect that this man would repeatedly undress her. Did he want
to follow in their footsteps?
“Alright, since you feel that way, I won’t meddle any further,” Emmanuel said, appearing ready to leave by hanging on the rope.
“Hey!” Ashton was infuriated. Is he serious?! If I could climb down on my own, wouldn’t I have done it long ago? Would I need
you to come? Need I no dignity?! Can’t you go along with me just this once?
“What’s wrong?” Emmanuel climbed back up, holding onto the rope.
Of course, he had long known Ashton’s condition. If she could climb down on her own, he wouldn’t have gone through the
trouble of climbing up the mountain and jumping down. But who’d have thought she would prefer the
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“What’s wrong?” Emmanuel climbed back up, holding onto the rope.
Of course, he had long known Ashton’s condition. If she could climb down on her own, he wouldn’t have gone through the
trouble of climbing up the mountain and jumping down. But who’d have thought she would prefer the agony of pride to the pain of
humiliation, even at this time...
“Hmph, since you’re already here, I don’t want to make you run for nothing. I’ll reluctantly accept your help!” Ashton proudly said.
“You should be grateful; I’ve never accepted help from any man before.”
Emmanuel chuckled. This aspect of the woman was somewhat similar to his wife. However, he still found his wife
more adorable.
Emmanuel directly tied the rope around her, not using any protection for himself.
“What... What are you doing?” Ashton was quite surprised. Just a moment ago, she was scolding this man for lacking manners,
and now he was risking his life to protect hers.
“What do you think? I just don’t want you to fall and die from trying to show off, and Captain Payne won’t come

asking me for a corpse later,” Emmanuel casually remarked, instantly dispelling any gratitude Ashton might have
felt.
What a sharp-tongued man! What does Mackenzie see in him?
“Well, can’t we both be tied together?” Ashton said, still acting spoiled. “After all, I’m not delicate, and I don’t subscribe to the
idea of gender-based propriety.”
“You don’t?” Emmanuel paused, then laughed, “Who does, then?”
I saved you twice and almost got slapped both times! You don’t subscribe to the idea of gender-based propriety, huh? Hmph,
what a hypocrite!
“You!” Ashton angrily pointed at him.
“Enough, let’s just leave it like this. It’ll be uncomfortable for me if we’re tied together. Yours is too big!” Emmanuel bluntly spoke.
Even Sarah’s wasn’t as big as hers, and he wondered what she ate to grow like that. He certainly didn’t want to die from
suffocation.
“You!”