“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

she noticed Emmanuel

looked up at him in

Thump! Thump! Thump!

recovered from the

upon the beautiful stranger,

was about to beat its way

ever felt so attracted to

his twenty-eight years of

countless female bodies he had

hardly appealed to him.

he even wondered if he was attracted

at all.

it seemed,

his heart race

nervous, or am I already attracted

Emmanuel noticed

on the

She’s my blind date?

breath

and taking a seat opposite

woman’s expression grew

There was even a hint of hostility in

pretty eyes.

this man! Barging

bad enough, but he’s going to sit

like it’s nobody’s business?

surprisingly, Emmanuel noticed a large

on the woman’s

She’s my blind date?

a deep breath to

her table and taking

young woman’s

There was even a

pretty eyes.

man!

but he’s going to sit opposite

like it’s nobody’s business?

her expression. It was not

had scoffed

free to go their separate ways

done

himself, declaring, “Hi! My name

I’m twenty-eight years old, and I

a gynecologist. I make eighty thousand a

a car or

need an

say such things to a

unusually calm

at him

curved into a smirk, and

of her

to meet you.

years old with

and business administration from

billion last year, and

car and a house.”

Emmanuel was stunned.

the heck

on

red flags.

was arguably

catch? Perhaps she’s mental? Or

Or infertile?

sorts of fantastical theories filled Emmanuel’s

smirked at his perplexed expression.

her cool gaze was

deliberately introduced herself

and intimidate him

silence lingered in the

her words.

Urgh, forget it!

was telling the

point. Emmanuel decided to go through

he could at least mollify his mother,

date did not result in a

declared, “I don’t make much, but if

me, I promise I’ll always

the household chores

course, I hope you’ll allow

in front of my family. If

can give you

thousand every month.”

a well-worn script that Emmanuel

single breath.

dumbfounded

of shame at

lower salary.

while later, she burst into a

met a man who

you laughing about?”

continued, “I know I don’t

promise I’ll be a good

husband if we’re married!”

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