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!

when

expensive car!

driver of the Bentley stepped out of the

an icy tone, he asked,

are you all right?”

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his

at the

down at all.

was that

not help worrying as

cameras. If he

will likely rule the

they get here. And

accident, he might go as far as to blackmail

hefty sum

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those concerns in mind,

Emmanuel despite his anger,

pretend to be severely

So sorry

feet. Although his calf was

insisting he

well aware he had

at the corner, and if the

he knew it would not be

Hence, he quickly limped off

scooter after

he had left, Mackenzie

furrowed her brows while watching

What on earth was

so distractedly? Is he trying

himself killed?

the man who had

was her husband, the

need to call

no big deal. Take

touched up. I’ll walk the rest

For a moment, the driver was

and said, “Very well, Ms.

was puzzled. This

something like

would’ve thoroughly investigated

and capabilities,

her to make the

mistake. This

guy off the hook

arrived home, she saw

out the medical kit to treat the

calf.

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caused a chunk of his flesh to

a bloody mess. Even so,

flinch while

feel any pain? Although

well what had

walked

happened to you?”

was momentarily startled. Then, he

replied, “Oh, it’s nothing. I accidentally hit a

on my way back.”

looks like a bad accident.

to compensate

tugging at her

was the

should be

and

damage,” he admitted frankly.

that, her smile widened slightly. So, he

careless he

Emmanuel had launched into an

away all the blame, she would have flown

rage. In fact, she would have

then made him cough up

for the damages.

subsided

the

on her own accord and examined

injuries.

raced as he gazed at

and caught a whiff of the

from her body. Is

from heaven?

Te

later, however, she

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