“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

copy of

she noticed Emmanuel

him in confusion and

Thump! Thump! Thump!

recovered from the

the beautiful stranger, he

its way out

ever felt so

twenty-eight

female bodies he

a gynecologist hardly appealed to him. At

wondered if

at all.

odds, it seemed,

race

I simply nervous, or am I

noticed

sign on the

She’s my blind date?

deep breath to calm himself

table and taking

woman’s

a hint of

pretty eyes.

audacity of this man!

bad enough, but he’s going to sit

like it’s nobody’s business?

surprisingly, Emmanuel noticed a large

sign on the woman’s

She’s my blind date?

breath to calm

table and taking a seat opposite

woman’s expression

even a hint

pretty eyes.

of this man! Barging into my

is bad enough, but he’s going to

like it’s nobody’s business?

expression. It was not the

had

go their separate ways after

done and

himself, declaring, “Hi! My name

I’m twenty-eight years old,

I make eighty

car

man would need an

such things to a

calm and

woman stared at him in shock. A

a smirk, and she

introduction of her

you. I’m Mackenzie Quillen.

old with dual doctorates

business administration from

I made three billion last

car and a house.”

Emmanuel was stunned.

heck

always thought women on blind dates came

red flags.

however, was

catch? Perhaps she’s

Or infertile?

of fantastical theories filled Emmanuel’s

his perplexed

in her cool

herself to put

a difficult spot and intimidate

expected, awkward silence lingered

her words.

Urgh, forget it!

telling the

to go through all

could at least mollify his mother, even

in a

make much, but if you decide

me, I promise I’ll always protect and

all the household chores so you can be

course, I hope you’ll allow me

front of

give

thousand every month.”

was a well-worn script

single breath.

was dumbfounded at

of

lower salary.

while later, she burst

never met a man who could humor

you laughing about?”

continued, “I know I don’t check

I promise I’ll be a good and

husband if we’re married!”

failed to keep

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