Marry the wrong guy?
Riley's question left Wendy completely stunned.-
She turned her head, needing to clarify. “...Your mom said he never showed up?”
Looking like she was on the verge of tears, Riley nodded.
“Yes. She said he got called in for an emergency aortic dissection surgery yesterday afternoon. It took ten hours and didn't finish until midnight. He was apologizing profusely to my mom over text this morning.”
After retiring, Riley's mother had opened a matchmaking agency.
Wendy happened to have unavoidable reasons to get married as soon as possible.
So, she had immediately thought of Riley's mother.
Being a long-time family friend, the older woman patted her chest upon hearing the request, swearing she would find Wendy the absolute best match available.
She had even asked Wendy for her list of requirements.
Wendy hadn't had many. She only wanted someone with good character, who understood her demanding schedule, and who was willing to marry quickly.
After all, being a female doctor wasn't exactly a highly sought-after trait in the dating market. Wanting to secure the marriage certificate as soon as possible, she had significantly lowered her standards.
She trusted Riley's mother's judgment.
And the woman hadn't let her down.
By the very next day, she had found an incredibly suitable candidate.
At least, that was how she had pitched him over the phone.
“His last name is Sanders, he's four years older than you, and he's a cardiothoracic surgeon over at Central Hospital. You two are in the same field, so you'll have plenty to talk about.”
“He's a local, owns a house and a car, and his parents are both college professors. A great family background and solid character.”
“The best part is, he wants to settle down right away. Can you meet him this afternoon?”
Riley's mom had explained that the doctor was about to leave on a business trip, which was why he was in such a rush.
If Wendy was available, they could meet at the coffee shop next to the hospital at three o'clock.
It just so happened that Wendy didn't have any surgeries scheduled for that time.
The moment she hung up, she went straight to Dr. Franklin and requested an hour off.
After that came the meeting, and then... the marriage certificate.
If Riley hadn't just told her that her intended date never showed up, Wendy wouldn't have suspected a thing.
She mentally reviewed all the information and asked, “What was the full name of the doctor your mom introduced me to?”
“Silas Sanders.”
Riley was on the verge of frantic tears. “Didn't I text you his name?”
Seeing the blank look on Wendy's face, she pressed further.
Riley asked, “...Did you not see it?”
Hesitantly, Wendy dug her phone out of her bag.
Yesterday at 2:30 PM.

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