Chapter 9

Given Mackenzie’s fussiness, Emmanuel knew that

things would turn out bad whether she agreed to go

home with him or not.

“I’m sorry, but my schedule is full. I won’t have time this

entire week,” she answered.

Emmanuel nodded at her reply, which, weirdly enough,

made him both disappointed and relieved.

Well, as I thought, it won’t be easy to get her home to

meet my family.

“Hold on!”

Emmanuel saw a ray of hope when Mackenzie called

out just as he was about to leave the room.

Did she change her mind? Don’t tell me she’s found a

suitable time to go home with me.

To his dismay, he saw Mackenzie holding out a bank

card toward him when he turned back.

“What is this?” he asked with a frown, confounded.

He had no idea why Mackenzie was giving him money,

especially when he had not given Mackenzie the sixty

grand his mother earned with all her hard work

because he suspected their marriage might be a

scam.

What is going on?

“I don’t want that kind of cheap food at home

anymore. There’s a hundred thousand in this card, so

use it to buy whatever is needed for our home. I hope

you can find time to do some shopping for the house.

We do need a lot of things here. Just let me know if you

need more money.”

From her no-nonsense way of talking, one would easily

think Mackenzie was a*signing a task to Emmanuel at

work.

Upset by how absurd the whole situation was,

Emmanuel pushed the card back, insisting, “I’m the

man of the house, and I have a job too. I don’t need

you to pay for anything I’m using.”

His response elicited a frown from Mackenzie.

What’s with this fake chivalry? We’re already married.

Did he really not agree to this because of my money

and body?

Having spoken his piece, Emmanuel turned to leave

without even mentioning the sixty grand his mother

intended to give to Mackenzie as her betrothal gift. He

figured it would be a joke to her.

The next day, Emmanuel went to work at the hospital

as usual.

4/19

Since it had only been two years since he retired from

the military, he was only in charge of running various

tests and procedures at the Department of

Gynecology instead of being a doctor-in-charge.

“Emmanuel! Did you go on a blind date again

yesterday?”

THE

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2

best friend’s voice rang out

Emmanuel could reply, Frederick

put it across

were close to one

back to the

in middle school.

military, they

the date go?” Frederick

he saw Emmanuel

“It didn’t go well.”

resentful smile broke out on Emmanuel’s face

blind date with

your eighteenth date!”

face full of

what I taught you? You should set

at

not a single one of them

you a chance.”

believed that

he could

he found it

the women fell for

I think I’m messing up

I’m doing what you told me

  1. The date just fails every time I tell them I’m earning

grand a year!”

you should improvise! Talk

Frederick argued,

his retort, for

salary during the

want any of

8/19

can I say? Women these days

and materialistic.”

it,” Frederick whined.

who’s not materialistic. It’ll

you get one.”

understood where Frederick

since the latter had remained unmarried

for

family.

go see

for a check-up today. Can you take

are

tests?”

as Frederick

into the

enough, a woman entered

clothes and stand in front

Emmanuel instructed mechanically while

medical slip from the patient, as

he was stunned the moment he saw the

on the paper.

Milani Zimmerman?

“It’s you!”

woman pointed her

when he looked up.

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sicko! Are you trying to see

is doing a chest X-ray

no way I’m going through

to another

other patients in the

around, whispering among

forward in support of Milani,

female doctor should be in charge since

concerned their privacy,

there was no need to

since doctors were professionals.

was nothing new to Emmanuel,

have taken place

the past two years.

situation like that, patients would usually give

a

case that day when

budge no matter what.

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a dirty loser. I

wife. I bet you came

pervert and want to

became more aggressive when she

intend to

check-up.

“What’s going on?”

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commotion had attracted Frederick and the

gynecologists.

“Milani?”

Frederick saw it was Milani-the prettiest

his back at middle school-he

explain, “There

are professionals in the industry. We

our patients. We treat

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