Chapter 11

When Milani regained her composure, her expression

instantly turned into a look of disdain. She did not

believe for a second that Emmanuel already had a

wife. Laughing off the idea, she remarked, “You must’ve

gotten the money from loan sharks. Now, you want to

rub it in my face. That’s why you’re spouting such lies.

What a joke!”

I was at Emmanuel’s house just yesterday, and it sure

didn’t seem as though he had a wife. If he does, why

would he still go on a blind date with me? Does he not

care that he’d be committing bigamy?

Seeing that she doubted him, Frederick started

panicking.

Emmanuel had to go over and tug on his arm. Saving

his mother is the most pressing matter on hand. Why

does he care what nonsense this woman is saying?

Upon noticing Emmanuel, Milani did not attempt to

hide her sneer. “Emmanuel, I heard you have a wife.

Who’d be willing to marry you? Why don’t you send me

a photo of her so I can see what she looks like?”

Naturally, he was not about to send Milani a photo of

Mackenzie just to embarrass her. Firstly, I don’t have

Mackenzie’s photo. Secondly, this woman still wouldn’t

believe me even if I had one to show her. And thirdly,

Mackenzie isn’t really my wife, so what’s there to brag

about?

Hence, he remained silent while pulling Frederick

toward the operating room. After all, the most

important thing they had to do now was to urge the

hospital to operate as soon as possible.

It only amused her further that he dared not utter a

retort. “Hmph! You two are just a couple of broke losers,

stubbornly trying to cling to your pride and dignity!”

After getting off work that evening, Emmanuel headed

home. He still rode an electric scooter as he had no

money to buy a car.

During the journey back, he kept thinking about

Frederick. We’ve managed to schedule the operation,

but I’m afraid it’ll take Frederick years to return the

money. He can take his time paying off the sixty

thousand from Mom. As for Mackenzie, however, who

knows how she’ll take it if I delay returning the two

hundred thousand I borrowed from her for years?

He was so preoccupied with his thoughts that he

accidentally rammed into the front of a Bentley while

turning a corner.

Bang!

ground, and when he

expensive car!

of the Bentley stepped

a grim expression. In an icy tone,

are you all right?”

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man had sounded his horn just before

others at the intersection. Despite

not slowed down

that the

help worrying

no surveillance cameras. If he can’t

will likely rule the car liable

when they get here.

he might go as far as to

hefty sum of

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those concerns in mind, the driver

Emmanuel despite his

and pretend

sorry

feet. Although his calf

kept insisting he

was well aware he had caused the accident

the corner,

knew it would not be

amount. Hence, he quickly limped off

his scooter after

he had left, Mackenzie

She furrowed her brows

on earth

distractedly? Is he

himself killed?

the man who had

car was her husband, the

need to call the

need for that. It’s no big deal.

walk the

the

nodded and said, “Very

puzzled. This Bentley

car. Had something like this occurred

thoroughly investigated

connections and capabilities,

make the

for their mistake. This

that guy off the hook

arrived home, she

to treat the injuries

calf.

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caused a chunk of

wound was a

while

guy even feel any pain?

had happened,

slowly walked over

happened to you?”

momentarily startled. Then, he smiled

replied, “Oh, it’s nothing.

on my way back.”

a bad accident. How much did

to compensate you?”

still tugging

was the one

I should be counting my lucky stars

arrest me and demand I pay

damage,” he admitted frankly.

her smile widened

careless he was, does

launched into an angry tirade

the blame, she would have flown

she would

his lies, then made him

for the damages.

subsided

for the incident. She

on her own accord and examined

injuries.

as he

close and caught a

body. Is she an

from heaven?

Te

she

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