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

am

large number eight

She’s my blind date?

himself before approaching her table and taking a seat opposite

grew increasingly flabbergasted. There was even

is bad enough, but he’s going to sit opposite me

large number

She’s my blind date?

to calm himself before approaching her

expression grew increasingly flabbergasted. There was even a hint of

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

ignored her expression. It was not the first time a

after getting the

introduced himself, declaring,

I work as a gynecologist. I make eighty

say such things to a woman, but Emmanuel appeared unusually calm

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

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

and I have a car

Emmanuel was stunned.

the heck

thought women on blind dates

was arguably

the catch? Perhaps she’s mental? Or

fantastical theories filled

perplexed expression. The

deliberately introduced herself to put the stranger in a difficult spot

awkward silence lingered in

Urgh, forget it!

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

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

script that Emmanuel

his earnest expression and apparent lack of shame

chuckle. She had never met a

by her reaction, Emmanuel continued, “I know I don’t check all the boxes, but I promise I’ll be a good and responsible

demanded, “Why are you laughing, Ms. Quillen? Don’t you think you’re

coldly, “But I think

What is

eyes widened in horror

this table number

for table number eight in the common dining area. Please go out and turn

Sorry! I’m so sorry!

wished he could sink into the floor in embarrassment. He jumped

sit at the wrong table for a blind

shooting above my weight!

after Emmanuel’s departure, an

private room,

black-clad bodyguards.

been astonished if

man was none other than

in front of the

“Perhaps this is fate,