“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

noticed Emmanuel

at him in confusion

Thump! Thump! Thump!

recovered from the shock

beautiful stranger,

beat its way out of

had he ever felt so attracted to

his twenty-eight years

bodies he

hardly appealed

wondered if he

at all.

all odds, it seemed, the young

his heart race like a

or am I already

noticed a

on

She’s my blind date?

a deep breath to calm

her table and taking a seat

woman’s

There was even a

pretty eyes.

of this man! Barging into my

but he’s going to

like it’s nobody’s business?

surprisingly, Emmanuel noticed a

sign on the woman’s

She’s my blind date?

breath

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?

her expression. It was

had

go

blind date done and over

himself, declaring,

twenty-eight years old, and

I make eighty thousand

a car or a

an

things to a woman,

unusually calm

at him in

curved into a smirk,

of her

you. I’m Mackenzie Quillen.

with

and business administration

made three billion last year, and I have

car and a house.”

Emmanuel was stunned.

heck

women on blind

red flags.

however, was arguably

the catch? Perhaps she’s

Or infertile?

fantastical theories filled Emmanuel’s

smirked at his perplexed expression.

her cool gaze was

herself to put the

difficult spot and intimidate him into

silence lingered in the

her words.

Urgh, forget it!

telling the

to

least mollify his mother,

in

declared, “I don’t make much, but

I’ll

household chores

Of course, I hope

front of my family. If

get married, I can give you about five to

thousand every month.”

well-worn script that

single breath.

was dumbfounded at his

lack of

lower salary.

she burst

a man who

you laughing about?”

“I know

promise I’ll be a good and

husband if we’re married!”

to keep in her

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