“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 into the

up at him

Thump! Thump! Thump!

from the shock

the beautiful stranger, he

to beat its way out

once had he ever felt

twenty-eight years of

bodies he had seen in

a gynecologist hardly appealed to

he even wondered if he was attracted to

at all.

all odds, it seemed,

made his heart race like a runaway

simply nervous, or am I already attracted to

surprisingly, Emmanuel noticed a

sign on the

She’s my blind date?

took a deep breath to calm

her table and taking

woman’s

was even a hint of hostility

pretty eyes.

man! Barging into my

enough, but he’s going to sit

like it’s nobody’s business?

surprisingly, Emmanuel noticed a large

sign on the woman’s

She’s my blind date?

breath

and taking a seat

woman’s expression

was even a hint of hostility

pretty eyes.

this man! Barging into my

enough, but he’s going to sit opposite

like it’s nobody’s business?

expression. It

woman had scoffed

free to go their separate ways after

blind date done and over

introduced himself, declaring, “Hi! My

Lowe. I’m twenty-eight years

make eighty

a car

man would need an incredible amount

to a

unusually calm

woman stared at him

into a

introduction of

you. I’m Mackenzie Quillen.

years old with

and business

I made three billion last year, and I have

car and a house.”

Emmanuel was stunned.

heck

on

red flags.

however, was

catch? Perhaps she’s mental? Or

Or infertile?

of fantastical theories filled Emmanuel’s

at his

cool

herself to put

a difficult spot and intimidate

silence lingered in the air

her words.

Urgh, forget it!

Mackenzie was telling the

point. Emmanuel decided to go through

could at least mollify his mother,

result in a trip to

much, but if you

I’ll

take over all the household chores so

Of course, I hope you’ll

my masculine pride in front of my

get married, I can give

thousand every month.”

well-worn script

single breath.

dumbfounded

lack of shame at his

lower salary.

she

never met a man who could humor her

laughing

Emmanuel continued, “I know

I promise I’ll be a

husband if we’re married!”

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