A Whirlwind Marriage with the Beautiful CEO

Chapter 1

“I know, Mom. I’m in front of the café. Call you later!”

Emmanuel Lowe hung up on his mother impatiently.

The twenty-eight-year-old man had never been in a relationship.

After spending seven years in the army, he retired from the military and worked at a hospital in Yeringham for three years.

He was a gynecologist at the hospital and madeeighty thousand a year.

Worried he would end up old and alone, Emmanuel’s mother urged him to settle down. Since he had no idea where to begin when it came to dating, his mother took matters into her own hands and set him up on multiple blind dates.

Thanks to her efforts, he had gone on seventeen blind dates so far.

Alas, wedding bells were clearly not on the horizon for Emmanuel. It was frustrating. He knew he was just going through the motions at that point.

“Help! Someone help me!”

Right before Emmanuel entered the café, he heard someone calling out weakly for help. you for your kindness!” replied the old man with a smile.

Emmanuel realized then that the old man’s attire was at odds with his airs. Despite his tattered clothes, the old man’s clean hands looked like those of a man accustomed to wealth.

Still, he had no time to satisfy his curiosity. After confirming that the old man was unharmed,

Emmanuel rushed into the café for his blind date. He never once considered being repaid for his kind act earlier.

The café was massive and practically structured like a maze.

Emmanuel’s mother mentioned that his blind date was seated at table number eight. He wandered through the confusing café, but before he could locate the correct table, he stumbled into a special area.

The lighting was softer there, and the floor was scattered with fresh petals.

The sweet scent of flowers wafted through the air. He wondered if he had set foot in heaven.

Emmanuel raised his eyes and immediately froze.

A beautiful, elegant woman sat before a table in the room.

It was no exaggeration to say she embodied perfection itself.

The heavens clearly decided to shower all their favors on her.

The woman quietly sipped her coffee with her legs crossed neatly to the side. On the table was a non-translated copy of The Power Broker.

When she noticed Emmanuel barging into the room, she looked up at him in confusion and disgust.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

When Emmanuel recovered from the shock of stumbling upon the beautiful stranger, he realized his heart was about to beat its way out of his chest.

Never once had he ever felt so attracted to a woman in his twenty-eight years of life.

The countless female bodies he had seen in his work as a gynecologist hardly appealed to him. At some point, he even wondered if he was attracted to women at all.

all odds, it seemed, the young woman before him made his

nervous, or am I

large number

She’s my blind date?

before approaching her table and taking a seat

expression grew increasingly flabbergasted. There was even a hint

Barging into my private room is bad enough, but he’s going to

noticed a large number eight sign on the woman’s

She’s my blind date?

deep breath to calm himself before approaching her table and taking a

woman’s expression grew increasingly flabbergasted. There was even a hint of hostility in her

of this man! Barging into my privateroom is bad enough, but he’s going to sit opposite me

her expression. It was not the

separate ways after getting the blind

introduced himself, declaring, “Hi!

twenty-eight years old, and I work as a gynecologist. I make eighty thousand a year and don’t own a car or a

incredible amount of courage to say such

shock. A moment later, her lips curved into a smirk, and she replied with an introduction

Quillen. I’m twenty-seven years old with dual doctorates in finance and

year, and I have

Emmanuel was stunned.

heck

thought women on blind dates came with red

was arguably

she’s

fantastical theories filled

perplexed expression. The pride in

herself to put the stranger in a difficult spot and

silence lingered in the

Urgh, forget it!

was beside the point. Emmanuel decided to go through all the motions so he could at least

be a queen at home. Of course, I hope you’ll allow me to preserve my masculine pride in front of my family. If we do get married, I can give you about five to six thousand every

well-worn script that Emmanuel recited in a single

expression and apparent lack of shame at his much lower

into a chuckle. She

“I know I don’t check all the boxes, but I promise I’ll be a good and responsible husband if

to keep in her snigger. An annoyed Emmanuel demanded, “Why are you laughing, Ms. Quillen? Don’t you think

I think you’re the confused one

What is going

in horror

table

this is the VIP area. You must be looking for table number eight in the common

sorry! I

into the floor in embarrassment. He jumped to his feet, ready to make a hasty

so embarrassing! How could I sit at the wrong table for a blind date? No wonder she

shooting above my weight!

after Emmanuel’s departure,

private room,

black-clad bodyguards.

astonished if

was

in front

“Perhaps this is fate,