INICIAR SESIÓNWhen I was being falsely accused of harassment, Sage was right there at a concert with Simon, a guy in the year below her. I begged her to testify for me, but Simon lost his mind and broke down. Feeling sorry for him, she shoved me aside and sneered, “Where did you filthy lunatic come from? I don’t even know you.” Left with no way to prove my innocence, I was beaten up by the crowd, twitching on the ground until I finally passed out. When I woke up, I threw away the matching couple's ring I had with Sage and dialed my mother's number. “Mom, about the arranged marriage with the Benedict family, I agree to it.”
Ver másAlong the aisle stood our family and friends. They were thrilled, showering petal after petal over Chloe, while I stood at the end of the aisle in a tailored, sleek suit, looking at her, whose eyes were filled with love.We said our vows with smiles on our faces, but just as I was about to say “I do,” an uninvited guest suddenly crashed the ceremony.Sage burst in, her face covered in bruises and scars.“I object!” Tears mixed with blood streamed down her face as she said, as if resigned to fate, “Peter, don’t say yes! Come with me! Do you remember the promise between us?”For a split second, I was lost in thought, and it suddenly occurred to me that there seemed to be some sort of half-joking promise like that.Back then, we were watching a movie together. The male lead had separated from the female lead due to a misunderstanding, and in a fit of anger, she married someone else.The male lead eventually snapped back to his senses, risked everything, and crashed the wedding. In t
Meanwhile, I simply took a step back, creating a distance between us.“Peter, I’ve broken up with Simon. In the end, I didn’t even give him that house. I know I was wrong,” Sage pleaded. “I admit I’ve hurt you, but why won’t you give me a chance before passing a death sentence on me? How is that fair to me?”Fair? She had some nerve talking to me about fairness.During countless late nights in the past, I had waited for her to come back to me. Yet, what did she do? She pointed right at my nose time and time again, telling me, “You’re not my husband yet, so don’t interfere in my affairs. Even if we do get married, we need to set boundaries.”From that moment on, my heart began to waver. However, it wasn’t until I was brutally beaten by the crowd that I saw Sage’s real colors. She was a selfish, despicable, and shameless woman. As for those past years we shared together, I’d just consider myself to have been blind. I sighed and nodded to the bodyguards. They understood my meani
Sage must have expended a tremendous amount of effort to climb up the wall.I looked at her, feeling somewhat astonished. I remembered how she used to despise nothing more than people who refused to let go.Back then, while we were watching a movie together, we happened to run into a couple going through a breakup. The guy was begging desperately, relentlessly pestering the girl against her wishes.Sage couldn’t stand to watch it, so she stepped in and helped the girl out of the situation.Afterward, she remarked disdainfully, “I despise clingy people the most, especially men. Can’t they carry themselves with more dignity?”Although I agreed with her, I felt a subtle urge to test the waters, so I asked, “If we broke up and I tried to win you back, would you change your mind?”Without hesitation, Sage raised an eyebrow, pointed to herself, and asked me, “Don’t you know me by now? I hate desperate simps the most.”That was why I had been so confident that we wouldn’t have too much
I watched nervously as a Rolls-Royce slowly pulled into the courtyard. As I walked down the stairs to greet the guests, I suddenly caught sight of a familiar face.Chloe Benedict?She, however, didn’t seem as surprised as I was. Instead, she offered me a very calm and composed smile. She was already quite the beauty, but when she smiled, she was simply breathtaking.My face flushed red as I suddenly recalled an embarrassing incident from the past. Back in my high school days, Chloe was our school’s homecoming queen. She had countless admirers, and my friend happened to be one of them.He had written a love letter, but he was too shy to deliver it, so he begged me to go in his place. As I had always been bold, I stormed right into her homeroom holding the love letter. Seeing that she wasn’t there, I slipped it into her locker.Two days later, she suddenly cornered me on a quiet path.The Chloe then was cool and aloof. With few words, she pulled out the letter, looked at me, and sa






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