“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 The

she noticed Emmanuel

looked up at him in

Thump! Thump! Thump!

from

the beautiful stranger,

about to beat its way out of his

had he ever felt

his twenty-eight

female bodies he

a gynecologist hardly appealed

if

at all.

seemed, the young

his heart race

am I already attracted to

Emmanuel noticed a large

sign on

She’s my blind date?

a deep breath to calm himself

her table and taking a

young woman’s

a hint of

pretty eyes.

audacity of this man!

is bad enough, but he’s going to sit

like it’s nobody’s business?

surprisingly, Emmanuel noticed

sign on

She’s my blind date?

deep breath

and taking a seat

young woman’s expression

There was even a hint

pretty eyes.

this man! Barging

but he’s

like it’s nobody’s business?

ignored her expression. It was not

a woman had scoffed

to go

date done

himself, declaring, “Hi! My

years old, and

a gynecologist. I make eighty

own a car or a

an incredible

to a woman,

unusually calm

at him in shock.

her lips curved into a smirk,

introduction of her

meet you. I’m Mackenzie

old with dual doctorates

and business administration

billion last year, and I

car and a house.”

Emmanuel was stunned.

heck is

on blind

red flags.

was

Perhaps she’s mental?

Or infertile?

of fantastical theories filled

at his perplexed

cool gaze

herself to put the

spot and intimidate him

expected, awkward silence lingered

her words.

Urgh, forget it!

was telling the truth was

Emmanuel decided to go through all

least mollify

did not result in a trip to the

don’t make much, but if you

promise I’ll always protect and cherish

the household chores so

home. Of course, I hope you’ll

my masculine pride in front of

get married, I can give you about five

thousand every month.”

script that Emmanuel recited

single breath.

dumbfounded at his

of shame at

lower salary.

she

had never met a man who could

are you laughing about?”

continued, “I know I don’t check

boxes, but I promise I’ll be a good

husband if we’re married!”

failed to keep in her

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