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.

it seemed, the young woman before him

nervous, or am I already attracted

number eight sign on the woman’s

She’s my blind date?

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

was even a hint of hostility in

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

number eight sign on the woman’s

She’s my blind date?

before approaching her

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

bad enough,

her expression. It was not the first time a

ways after getting

himself, declaring,

work as a gynecologist. I make eighty thousand

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

shock. A moment later, her lips curved into a smirk,

I’m Mackenzie Quillen. I’m twenty-seven years old with dual

I made three billion last year, and I have

Emmanuel was stunned.

the heck

always thought women on blind dates came

was arguably

she’s mental? Or

sorts of fantastical theories filled Emmanuel’s

at his perplexed expression. The

deliberately introduced herself to put the stranger in a

expected, awkward silence lingered in the

Urgh, forget it!

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

don’t 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

script that Emmanuel

apparent lack of

chuckle. She had never met a man who could

“I know I don’t check all the boxes, but

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

Mackenzie stopped smiling and retorted coldly, “But I think you’re the confused

is going

eyes widened in horror as he

table number

VIP area. You must be looking for table number eight in the common dining area. Please go out and turn right!” She pointed a slender finger at

so sorry!

the floor in embarrassment. He jumped to his feet,

could I sit at the wrong table for a blind date? No

shooting above my weight!

Emmanuel’s departure, an

private room, escorted

black-clad bodyguards.

would have been astonished

was none other

helped earlier in front

this is fate,