“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

noticed Emmanuel barging

him in

Thump! Thump! Thump!

from

upon the beautiful stranger,

to beat its

had he ever felt

his twenty-eight years

countless female bodies he had

a gynecologist hardly appealed to him. At

wondered if he

at all.

all odds, it seemed, the young

heart race

am I

Emmanuel noticed

sign on the woman’s

She’s my blind date?

took a deep breath to calm

table and taking a seat

woman’s expression

There was even a hint of hostility

pretty eyes.

man!

he’s

like it’s nobody’s business?

Emmanuel noticed

sign on

She’s my blind date?

a deep breath to calm

table and taking

young woman’s expression

even a

pretty eyes.

of this man! Barging into my

is bad enough, but he’s going to sit opposite

like it’s nobody’s business?

her expression. It was not the

woman had

to go their separate ways

blind date done

declaring,

I’m twenty-eight years old, and

I make eighty thousand a

a car or a

would need an

things to

calm and

stared at him in

her lips curved into a

of her

to meet you. I’m Mackenzie Quillen.

years old with dual doctorates

and business administration

I made three billion last

car and a house.”

Emmanuel was stunned.

heck is

women on blind dates came

red flags.

was

Perhaps

Or infertile?

fantastical theories filled Emmanuel’s

his

in her cool gaze

herself to put the

difficult spot and intimidate

lingered in

her words.

Urgh, forget it!

was telling the truth

to go

at least mollify his

did not result in a trip

“I don’t make much,

I’ll always

the household chores

home. Of course, I hope you’ll allow

pride in front of my

give you about

thousand every month.”

was a well-worn script that Emmanuel recited

single breath.

was dumbfounded at

and apparent lack of shame

lower salary.

she burst into

had never met a man who could humor

you laughing about?”

know I don’t check

I’ll be a

husband if we’re married!”

to keep in

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