“I know, Mom. I’m in front of the café. Call you later!”

Emmanuel Lowe hung up on his mother impatiently.

The twenty-eight-year-old man had never been in a

relationship.

After spending seven years in the army, he retired from

the military and worked at a hospital in Yeringham for

three years.

He was a gynecologist at the hospital and made

eighty thousand a year.

Worried he would end up old and alone, Emmanuel’s

mother urged him to settle down. Since he had no idea

where to begin when it came to dating, his mother

took matters into her own hands and set him up on

multiple blind dates.

Thanks to her efforts, he had gone on seventeen blind

dates so far.

Alas, wedding bells were clearly not on the horizon for

Emmanuel. It was frustrating. He knew he was just

going through the motions at that point.

“Help! Someone help me!”

Right before Emmanuel entered the café, he heard

someone calling out weakly for help.

you for your kindness!” replied the old man with a

smile.

Emmanuel realized then that the old man’s attire was

at odds with his airs. Despite his tattered clothes, the

old man’s clean hands looked like those of a man

accustomed to wealth.

Still, he had no time to satisfy his curiosity. After

confirming that the old man was unharmed,

Emmanuel rushed into the café for his blind date. He

never once considered being repaid for his kind act

earlier.

The café was ma*sive and practically structured like a

maze.

Emmanuel’s mother mentioned that his blind date was

seated at table number eight. He wandered through

the confusing café, but before he could locate the

correct table, he stumbled into a special area.

The lighting was softer there, and the floor was

scattered with fresh petals.

The sweet scent of flowers wafted through the air. He

wondered if he had set foot in heaven.

Emmanuel raised his eyes and immediately froze.

A beautiful, elegant woman sat before a table in the

room.

It was no exaggeration to say she embodied

perfection itself.

The heavens clearly decided to shower all their favors

on her.

The woman quietly sipped her coffee with her legs

crossed neatly to the side. On the table was a

of The

Emmanuel barging

him in confusion

Thump! Thump! Thump!

Emmanuel recovered from

beautiful stranger, he

beat its way out

he ever felt

his twenty-eight years

bodies he had

gynecologist hardly appealed to him. At

if he

at all.

odds, it seemed, the

his heart race like

I simply nervous, or am I

surprisingly, Emmanuel noticed a

on the

She’s my blind date?

deep breath to calm

table and taking a seat

young woman’s expression

There was even a

pretty eyes.

audacity of this man! Barging into

but he’s going to

like it’s nobody’s business?

Emmanuel noticed

on the woman’s

She’s my blind date?

a deep breath

and taking a seat opposite

young woman’s

was even a hint of hostility

pretty eyes.

man! Barging

enough, but he’s going to sit

like it’s nobody’s business?

expression. It was

had scoffed

were free to go their separate ways

done and

declaring, “Hi! My name

years old, and

I make eighty thousand a

a car

need an incredible

to a woman,

unusually calm

young woman stared at him in shock. A

into a smirk,

of her

meet you. I’m Mackenzie Quillen.

with dual

business administration from

made three billion last year, and I

car and a house.”

Emmanuel was stunned.

heck is

always thought women on

red flags.

was

the catch? Perhaps

Or infertile?

of fantastical theories

his perplexed

her cool

herself to

difficult spot and intimidate him into

silence lingered in the

her words.

Urgh, forget it!

was telling

to go through all

least mollify

did not result in a trip to the

declared, “I don’t make much,

I’ll

take over all the household chores so you can be

home. Of course, I

masculine pride in front of my family.

give you about five to

thousand every month.”

was a well-worn script

single breath.

dumbfounded at

lack of shame at his

lower salary.

later, she burst into a

a man who could humor her

you laughing

continued, “I know I don’t

promise I’ll be a

husband if we’re married!”

failed to keep

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