“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

Emmanuel barging

up at him

Thump! Thump! Thump!

recovered from the

upon the beautiful stranger,

was about to beat its way out

he ever felt so

twenty-eight years of

countless female bodies he

hardly appealed to him. At

wondered if he

at all.

it seemed,

his heart race like a

simply nervous, or am I

surprisingly, Emmanuel noticed a

on the

She’s my blind date?

breath

table and taking a seat opposite

young woman’s expression grew

a hint of

pretty eyes.

man! Barging

he’s

like it’s nobody’s business?

noticed a large

sign on the

She’s my blind date?

deep breath to calm

table and taking a seat opposite

young woman’s expression

a hint of hostility

pretty eyes.

audacity of this man! Barging into my

he’s going to sit

like it’s nobody’s business?

her expression. It was

a woman had scoffed at

to go their

blind date done and over

introduced himself, declaring, “Hi! My

years old, and

make eighty

own a car

would need an incredible amount of

say such things to a woman, but

calm

woman stared at him in shock.

into a

introduction of

to meet you. I’m Mackenzie Quillen.

old with dual doctorates

business

three billion last year, and I

car and a house.”

Emmanuel was stunned.

heck

women on blind dates

red flags.

was

the catch? Perhaps she’s mental? Or

Or infertile?

fantastical

his

cool

deliberately introduced herself to put the

difficult spot and intimidate him into

lingered in the

her words.

Urgh, forget it!

Mackenzie was telling

decided to

so he could at least

did not result in a trip to the

declared, “I don’t make much, but if you decide

promise I’ll always

all the household chores so you can

I hope you’ll allow me

my masculine pride in front

can give you

thousand every month.”

well-worn script that Emmanuel recited

single breath.

dumbfounded at

of shame

lower salary.

later, she burst

met a man who could humor

laughing about?”

continued, “I know I don’t check

promise I’ll be a

husband if we’re married!”

to keep

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