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!

The impact sent him tumbling to the ground, and

She

his face fell. D*mn it! That’s

expensive car!

driver of the Bentley stepped

an icy tone,

are you all right?”

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sounded his horn just before

at the

had not slowed down at all.

was that

not help worrying as the

If he can’t get up,

will likely rule the car liable

here.

accident, he might go as far as

hefty

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mind, the driver dared

his anger, fearing

annoyed and pretend to be

all right! So sorry

feet. Although his calf was

kept insisting he

he had caused the

corner, and

compensation, he knew it would not be

he quickly

scooter

left, Mackenzie finally

furrowed her brows while

away. What on earth was he

so distractedly? Is

himself killed?

the man who

husband, the driver

need to

that. It’s no big deal.

I’ll walk

the

and said, “Very

puzzled. This

Had something like this

thoroughly

connections and capabilities, it wouldn’t

for her to make the other party

for their mistake.

off the hook

arrived home, she saw

the medical kit to treat the injuries on

calf.

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caused a chunk

a bloody mess. Even so, he

flinch while applying

this guy even feel any pain? Although

well what had

walked over to

happened to you?”

startled. Then, he smiled

replied, “Oh, it’s nothing.

on my way back.”

accident. How much

compensate you?” she asked,

still tugging

I was the one

I should be counting

and

damage,” he admitted frankly.

smile widened slightly.

he was,

into an angry

blame, she would have flown

fact, she

lies, then made him cough

for the damages.

anger subsided when

for the

on her own accord and

injuries.

raced as he

up close and caught a whiff of the faint

emanating from her body.

from heaven?

Te

later, however, she

deliberately poked

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