“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

Emmanuel barging into the

him in

Thump! Thump! Thump!

recovered from

beautiful stranger, he realized

its way out of his

ever felt so attracted to a

twenty-eight years

he

hardly appealed

if he was attracted

at all.

seemed,

his heart race like a runaway

am I already attracted to

Emmanuel noticed a

on the woman’s

She’s my blind date?

a deep breath

taking

woman’s expression

a hint of

pretty eyes.

man! Barging into my

he’s

like it’s nobody’s business?

noticed

on the

She’s my blind date?

deep breath

taking

woman’s expression grew

was even a hint

pretty eyes.

of this man! Barging into my

but he’s going to sit opposite

like it’s nobody’s business?

It was not

woman had

go their

blind date done

declaring, “Hi! My

twenty-eight years old,

make eighty

car or a

need an incredible

such things to

calm and

stared at him in shock.

curved into a

of

meet you. I’m Mackenzie Quillen.

old with dual doctorates

and business

made three billion last year, and I

car and a house.”

Emmanuel was stunned.

the heck

on blind dates

red flags.

however, was

Perhaps she’s mental?

Or infertile?

fantastical theories

smirked at his

in her cool gaze

introduced herself to put

a difficult spot and intimidate

lingered in the

her words.

Urgh, forget it!

was telling the truth was

to go

he could at least mollify his mother, even

date did not result in a

much, but if you decide

I’ll always

the household chores so you

course, I hope you’ll

pride in front of

I can give you about five to

thousand every month.”

well-worn script that

single breath.

dumbfounded

apparent lack of shame at his

lower salary.

she burst into a

had never met a man who

you laughing

Emmanuel continued, “I know I don’t

I promise I’ll be a good

husband if we’re married!”

to keep in her

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