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 looked

expensive car!

Bentley stepped out

a grim expression. In an

are you all right?”

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his horn

the others at the

not slowed down at

was that the

not help worrying as the

surveillance cameras. If he can’t get up,

likely rule

when they get here. And

accident, he might go as far as

a hefty sum

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concerns in mind, the

despite his anger, fearing the

get annoyed and pretend to be severely

right! So sorry about

to his feet. Although his

kept insisting he

was well aware he had

at the corner,

he knew it

he

scooter

he had left, Mackenzie finally

her brows while

What on earth was he doing?

so distractedly? Is he trying

himself killed?

the man

car was her husband, the

we need to call

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

touched up. I’ll walk the rest

For a moment, the driver was stunned.

said,

puzzled. This Bentley

like this occurred in

she would’ve thoroughly investigated the

and capabilities,

to make the

mistake. This time,

let that guy off the

Mackenzie arrived home,

out the medical kit to treat

calf.

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caused a chunk of

was a bloody mess. Even so, he

flinch while applying

even feel any pain? Although she

well what had happened, she

walked over to

happened to you?”

momentarily startled.

“Oh, it’s nothing. I accidentally hit

on my way back.”

a bad accident. How much did

to compensate

tugging at

the one

be counting

me and demand I pay

damage,” he admitted frankly.

her smile widened slightly. So,

careless he

had launched into

blame, she would have

she would

lies, then made him cough up

for the damages.

anger subsided when

for the incident.

own

injuries.

raced as he

close and caught a whiff

emanating from her body.

from heaven?

Te

she

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