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!

him tumbling to the ground, and when

expensive car!

of the Bentley

a grim expression. In an

are you all right?”

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had sounded his horn just

others at the

not slowed down at

that the accident was

he could not help worrying as

If he can’t get up,

likely rule the car liable

get here. And if

accident, he might go as far

hefty sum of

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concerns in mind, the driver

Emmanuel despite his anger, fearing

annoyed and pretend to be severely

right! So sorry about

to his feet. Although

kept insisting

he had caused

the corner, and

knew it would not

Hence, he quickly limped off

his scooter after

left, Mackenzie finally emerged from

furrowed her brows while

earth

around so distractedly? Is he trying

himself killed?

man who

car was her husband, the driver

need to

for that. It’s no big deal. Take the car

touched up. I’ll walk the rest of the

moment, the driver was stunned. Then,

said, “Very

puzzled. This

like this occurred in

thoroughly investigated the

her connections and

to make the other party

apologize for their mistake.

she let that guy off the hook just

home,

to

calf.

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chunk of

was a bloody

flinch while applying

even feel any pain? Although

had happened,

slowly walked over

happened to you?”

was momentarily startled. Then, he

nothing. I accidentally

on my way back.”

like a bad accident. How much

to compensate

still tugging at

the

I should be counting my

me and

damage,” he admitted frankly.

widened slightly. So,

he

Emmanuel had launched into an

the blame, she

rage. In fact, she

lies, then made him cough

for the damages.

her anger subsided when

for the incident.

own

injuries.

heart raced as he gazed

caught a

body.

from heaven?

Te

however, she stretched out

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