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.

before him made

nervous, or am I

large number eight sign on

She’s my blind date?

before approaching

flabbergasted. There was even

bad enough, but he’s going to sit opposite me like it’s nobody’s

a large number

She’s my blind date?

breath to calm himself before approaching her table and taking a

increasingly flabbergasted. There was

bad enough, but he’s going

It was not the first time a woman had scoffed at

their separate ways after getting the blind date done and over

introduced himself, declaring, “Hi! My name

twenty-eight years old, and I work as a gynecologist. I make eighty thousand a year

need an incredible amount of courage to say such things

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

old with dual doctorates in finance

three billion last year, and I have a car

Emmanuel was stunned.

heck is

women on blind dates

however, was

the catch? Perhaps she’s mental? Or crippled? Or

fantastical theories filled Emmanuel’s

perplexed expression. The pride in her cool gaze

the stranger in a

silence lingered in

Urgh, forget it!

Emmanuel decided to go through all the motions so he could at least mollify his mother, even if the date

make much, but if you decide to date me, I promise I’ll always protect and cherish you. I’ll take over all the household chores so you can be a queen at home. Of course, I hope you’ll allow me to preserve my masculine pride in front of my

was a well-worn script that Emmanuel recited in

at his earnest expression and apparent lack of shame at his much lower

a chuckle. She had never met a man who

Unimpressed by her reaction, Emmanuel continued, “I know I don’t check all

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

man!” Mackenzie stopped smiling and retorted coldly, “But I think you’re the confused one here. I’m not here for a blind

What is

widened in horror as he

table number

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

Sorry! I’m so sorry! I mixed

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

for a blind date? No wonder she was laughing so

shooting above my weight!

Emmanuel’s departure, an old

room, escorted by

black-clad bodyguards.

would have been astonished if

old man was

helped earlier in

implored, “Perhaps this is