“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

of The

she noticed Emmanuel barging

him in

Thump! Thump! Thump!

from the

upon the beautiful stranger,

about to beat its way out of his

ever felt so attracted to a

his twenty-eight

countless female bodies he

appealed to

wondered if

at all.

all odds, it seemed, the

heart race like a runaway

I simply nervous, or am I

Emmanuel noticed

sign on

She’s my blind date?

took a deep breath

table and taking a

woman’s

even a hint of hostility in

pretty eyes.

audacity of this man! Barging into my

enough, but he’s going

like it’s nobody’s business?

noticed

on the

She’s my blind date?

deep breath to

and taking a

young woman’s

a hint of hostility

pretty eyes.

of this man! Barging into

but he’s going to sit opposite

like it’s nobody’s business?

ignored her expression. It

had scoffed at

go

done and over

introduced himself, declaring, “Hi! My

twenty-eight years old, and I

gynecologist. I make eighty thousand

a car or a

would need an incredible amount

to

calm

stared at him in

her lips curved into a smirk, and she

introduction of her

meet you. I’m Mackenzie

years old with dual doctorates

and business

I made three billion last year,

car and a house.”

Emmanuel was stunned.

heck is

always thought women on blind dates

red flags.

was

catch? Perhaps she’s mental?

Or infertile?

of fantastical theories

at his

in her cool gaze was

introduced herself to put

difficult spot and

expected, awkward silence lingered in

her words.

Urgh, forget it!

was telling

point. Emmanuel decided to go

least mollify his mother,

in a trip

declared, “I don’t make much, but if you

me, I promise I’ll always protect and

take over all the household chores so you

course, I hope

masculine pride in front

married, I can give you about

thousand every month.”

script that

single breath.

dumbfounded at his

lack of shame at his

lower salary.

later, she burst into

met a man who could

you laughing about?” Unimpressed

Emmanuel continued, “I know I don’t

promise I’ll be

husband if we’re married!”

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