“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

Emmanuel barging into the

him

Thump! Thump! Thump!

Emmanuel recovered from the shock

upon the beautiful stranger,

its way out of

once had he ever felt so

his twenty-eight

bodies he had seen in

appealed to him. At

even wondered if he

at all.

all odds, it seemed, the young woman

race like a

or am I already attracted to

Emmanuel noticed

on the

She’s my blind date?

deep breath to

her table and taking

young woman’s expression grew

even a hint of hostility in

pretty eyes.

this man!

enough, but he’s going to

like it’s nobody’s business?

surprisingly, Emmanuel noticed

on the

She’s my blind date?

deep breath to calm

her table and taking a

young woman’s expression grew

even a hint of hostility in

pretty eyes.

of this man! Barging into

he’s going to

like it’s nobody’s business?

It

had

free to go their

blind date done and over

declaring, “Hi! My name

I’m twenty-eight years old, and I

make eighty thousand

car

an incredible

such things to

unusually calm and

stared at

her lips curved into a smirk, and she

introduction of

you. I’m Mackenzie Quillen.

old with

business administration from

last

car and a house.”

Emmanuel was stunned.

heck

on blind

red flags.

was arguably

catch? Perhaps she’s mental? Or

Or infertile?

sorts of fantastical theories filled

smirked at his perplexed expression.

in her cool

herself to put the

difficult spot and intimidate him into

lingered in

her words.

Urgh, forget it!

was telling the

to go through

could at least mollify his mother,

not result in

don’t make much, but if you

promise I’ll always protect and

the household chores so

home. Of course, I

masculine pride in front of my family. If

give you about five to

thousand every month.”

a well-worn script that Emmanuel recited

single breath.

dumbfounded

apparent lack of

lower salary.

while later, she burst into

man

are you laughing about?” Unimpressed by

“I know I

I’ll be a

husband if we’re married!”

to keep in her

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