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Chapter 1123 Enthusiasts or Wailers
Hearing this, Emmeline blushed shyly.
Abel proudly and indulgently put his arm around her shoulder.
Tony turned to Abel and Emmeline and said, "Mr. Abel, Ms. Emmeline, you go change your clothes first. I'll wait for
you at the boxing gym."
"Okay." Abel nodded, "You should also get ready."
Since he was going to be a training partner, Tony also had to change his clothes. He had his dressing room.
"Let's go," Abel said to Emmeline.
"Okay." Emmeline nodded and was half embraced by Abel as they headed towards the dressing room.
First, they found the dressing room for ladies, which belonged to their room card.
Abel opened the door for Emmeline.
He said, "Come out after changing, I'll be waiting outside, I'll be quick."
"Okay," Emmeline responded.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAbel closed the door for her and walked towards the men's dressing room.
Five or six minutes later, Emmeline came out in her changed clothes.
Sure enough, Abel was waiting for her at the door.
Both wore white cotton practice clothes with belts tied around their waists.
Abel lowered his head to look at Emmeline with a smile.
Emmeline felt a little embarrassed under his gaze. She said, "What's wrong? Do I look strange in this?"
"You look good." Abel said, "My wife is so beautiful. You look good in anything."
"You are sweet," Emmeline said happily but glanced at him coquettishly.
Abel also smiled happily.
He had never played like this with his wife before. He should accompany her like this more often.
Seeing her smiling so brightly, he could not be happier.
The two of them walked along the corridor.
They passed by a large training ground.
Inside, three or four coaches were instructing several students in their training.
As everyone was training, Abel and Emmeline both stopped in their tracks at the same time.
A female student was sweating as she fought with a female coach.
After a few moves, the female student was knocked down.
She fell right at Emmeline's feet.
Emmeline remembered how she practiced with Abel and bent down and helped the female student.
"Are you new here?" the female coach asked Emmeline with a proud look.
"I'm just here to have fun." Emmeline smiled, "I'm not a student."
"A girl coming to the boxing gym to have fun should know something about boxing, right?" the female coach raised
an eyebrow and looked at her up and down.
"A little." Emmeline continued to smile, "At least I like boxing. Otherwise, I wouldn't come here."
"Enthusiasts are fine." the female coach sneered, "Just don't be a crybaby."
Emmeline frowned, "I won't be crying."
"You're quite confident." the female coach smirked, "Do you have the courage to give it a try? I'll help you verify
whether you're an enthusiast or a wailer."
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmEmmeline smiled slightly and turned her peach blossom eyes to Abel, saying, "Hubby, wait for me."
"Okay, be careful," Abel nodded, taking the phone handed to him by Emmeline.
He knew that his wife had good fighting skills.
But he had never witnessed how good she was.
After just a few glances at the female coach's moves, he speculated that Emmeline could greatly surpass her.
So he was not worried when he saw her accepting the challenge from the female coach.
Besides, he was right there beside her.
He would never put his wife in danger.
Emmeline removed his slippers and walked into the training ground wearing thick white cotton socks.
Standing three steps before the female coach, she slightly bent down and said, "Please teach me."
"What?" the female coach asked arrogantly, "Taekwondo?"
She knew many girls played taekwondo, thinking Emmeline was no exception.
"Nothing. There's no specific style." Emmeline smiled lightly, "I just learned a few moves from my father and
brother. It's just for fitness."
"Cut the crap. Give it a try." the female coach said aggressively, preparing to fight.