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!

to the ground, and when he looked

expensive car!

the Bentley stepped out of

a grim expression. In an icy tone, he

are you all right?”

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had sounded his horn just before turning

the others at the

slowed down at

saw it was that

not help

If he can’t get up,

will likely rule the car liable

they get here. And

might go as far as to

hefty sum of

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mind, the

Emmanuel despite his anger, fearing

pretend to be

sorry about that!”

feet. Although his calf

kept insisting he was

aware he had

at the corner, and if the

compensation, he knew it would not be

Hence, he

scooter

he had left, Mackenzie finally emerged from

her brows while watching

What on earth

so distractedly? Is he

himself killed?

the man who had just collided

husband,

need to

that. It’s no big deal.

walk the rest

a moment, the driver was stunned.

and said, “Very

was puzzled. This Bentley

car. Had something like

she would’ve thoroughly investigated

her connections and capabilities, it

to make the other

mistake. This time,

guy off the

home,

medical kit to treat the injuries on

calf.

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caused a chunk of

a bloody mess. Even so, he

while

even feel any

what had

slowly walked over to him.

happened to you?”

startled.

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

on my way back.”

a bad accident.

to compensate

still tugging at her

was the one

the road. I should be

me and

damage,” he admitted frankly.

that, her smile widened

careless he was, does

had launched into

away all the blame, she would have flown

In fact, she

lies, then made

for the damages.

anger subsided when

for the incident. She even

him on her own accord

injuries.

raced as he gazed

and caught a whiff of

her body. Is she

from heaven?

Te

she

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