“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

him in confusion

Thump! Thump! Thump!

recovered from the

upon the beautiful

its way out

once had he ever felt so

his twenty-eight years of

he had seen

appealed to

even wondered if he was attracted

at all.

odds, it seemed, the

heart race like a runaway

am I already

Emmanuel noticed a

sign on the woman’s

She’s my blind date?

took a deep breath to

taking

woman’s expression

a hint of hostility

pretty eyes.

audacity of this man! Barging into my

enough, but he’s going

like it’s nobody’s business?

Emmanuel noticed

sign on the woman’s

She’s my blind date?

a deep breath

and taking a seat opposite

young woman’s expression

a hint of

pretty eyes.

man! Barging into

is bad enough, but he’s going to sit

like it’s nobody’s business?

ignored her expression. It was

woman had scoffed at

to go their separate

done and over

himself, declaring,

years old, and I

I make eighty

own a car

man would need an incredible amount

say such things to a woman,

calm and

young woman stared at him in

lips curved into a smirk,

of

meet you. I’m Mackenzie Quillen.

years old with dual

and business

three billion last year, and I

car and a house.”

Emmanuel was stunned.

the heck

on blind dates came

red flags.

was

Perhaps she’s mental?

Or infertile?

fantastical theories filled

his

in her cool

introduced herself to put the

and

silence lingered

her words.

Urgh, forget it!

Mackenzie was telling the truth was

decided to go through all

at least mollify

date did not result in a trip to

“I don’t make much, but

promise I’ll always protect and

all the household chores so you

at home. Of course, I hope

my masculine pride in front of my

married, I can give you about

thousand every month.”

script that Emmanuel

single breath.

was dumbfounded at

lack of shame at

lower salary.

long while later, she

had never met a man who could humor

you laughing

know I don’t check

boxes, but I promise I’ll be

husband if we’re married!”

failed to keep in

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