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!

and when he looked up, his

expensive car!

the Bentley stepped out of the

grim expression. In an icy tone, he asked,

are you all right?”

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man had sounded his horn just before

the others at

slowed down at all.

was that

he could not help worrying as the

no surveillance cameras. If

rule

they get here.

he might go as

for a hefty sum of

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in mind,

despite his anger, fearing

get annoyed and pretend to be

sorry

feet. Although

kept insisting he

aware he had caused the

down at the corner, and if the

he knew it

Hence, he quickly limped

scooter

he had left, Mackenzie

furrowed her

What on earth was he doing?

around so distractedly? Is he trying

himself killed?

that the man who had just collided

her husband, the driver

need to call the

need for that. It’s no big deal.

touched up. I’ll walk

For a moment, the driver was

and said, “Very

puzzled. This Bentley

Had something like

would’ve thoroughly investigated

connections and capabilities, it wouldn’t

her to make the other

for their mistake.

guy off the

arrived home, she saw

medical kit to treat the injuries

calf.

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chunk

was a bloody mess. Even so,

flinch while applying the

guy even feel

well what had happened,

slowly walked over

happened to you?”

was momentarily startled. Then, he

“Oh, it’s nothing. I

on my way back.”

a bad accident. How much

to compensate you?”

tugging at her

me? I was the

be counting

arrest me and demand I pay

damage,” he admitted frankly.

smile widened slightly.

careless he was, does

had launched into

all the blame, she would

fact, she would

then

for the damages.

her anger subsided when she saw

for the

on her own accord and examined

injuries.

he gazed at

a whiff

her body.

from heaven?

Te

she stretched

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