“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 barging into

at him in confusion and

Thump! Thump! Thump!

recovered from

the beautiful stranger, he

beat its way

once had he ever felt so attracted to a

twenty-eight years of

female bodies he had

gynecologist hardly appealed

even wondered if

at all.

seemed, the young

his heart race like

simply nervous, or am I

Emmanuel noticed a

on the

She’s my blind date?

took a deep breath

table and taking

woman’s expression

even a hint of hostility

pretty eyes.

man! Barging into my

is bad enough, but he’s going to sit

like it’s nobody’s business?

noticed

sign on the woman’s

She’s my blind date?

deep breath to calm himself

table and taking a

young woman’s expression grew

even a hint

pretty eyes.

this man! Barging

he’s going to sit opposite

like it’s nobody’s business?

It was not

had scoffed at

to go their separate ways

blind date done and

himself, declaring, “Hi! My

twenty-eight years old,

a gynecologist. I make eighty thousand

car

need an

things to a

unusually calm

woman stared at him in shock.

a smirk,

introduction of her

to meet you. I’m

with dual

and business administration from

last

car and a house.”

Emmanuel was stunned.

the heck

women on blind dates

red flags.

was

catch? Perhaps she’s

Or infertile?

of fantastical theories

smirked at his perplexed

cool gaze was

deliberately introduced herself to put the

spot and intimidate

silence lingered in

her words.

Urgh, forget it!

was telling the truth was

decided to go through

could at least

date did not result in a

“I don’t make much, but if you

promise I’ll

all the household chores so you can be

I hope

masculine pride in front of

give you about five to

thousand every month.”

a well-worn script that Emmanuel recited in

single breath.

was dumbfounded

of shame at his

lower salary.

later, she burst into

man who could humor

are you laughing

know I

I’ll be a

husband if we’re married!”

failed to keep in her

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