Chapter 2

“I think you scraped your arm when you fell today. Let me apply some–”

Before she could finish her sentence, she saw my arm, which had already been bandaged.

I withdrew my arm with an unbothered expression and said plainly, “It’s fine.”

By the time she actually remembered, the wound would’ve been infected ages ago.

Sage’s pride was hurt by my series of actions. With a grim expression, she tossed the medicine onto the table and walked straight into the study. That night, she slept in there alone, which suited me just fine.

The next morning, I got up early to wash up. Not long after, Sage walked out of the study looking visibly exhausted.

She wore a stunned expression as she stared closely at me. “Where are you going? Why are you up so early?”

I glanced back at her in surprise. She usually never bothered to care this much.

Before I could even speak, though, Sage’s phone suddenly rang. It was a popular song that Simon had recommended.

Sage hadn’t shown much of a reaction back then, yet behind my back, she had secretly set it as her ringtone. I remembered how her previous ringtone was one I had shamelessly changed while she was asleep.

I couldn’t help but sneer. I had gone to great lengths to win her heart, while Simon got it without lifting a finger. How ironic.

After answering the call, Sage stopped caring about what I was wearing or where I was going. With a smile on her face, she got ready and left in a hurry.

I took my time tidying up and took a cab to see Jake Johnson. He was getting married soon and planned to buy a house at Greenary Park, the most expensive neighborhood in the city.

I spent the entire morning picking out a house, and in the end, he settled on one he was satisfied with.

Right after completing the payment, he suddenly remembered something, pulled me aside, and said, “Peter, isn’t that house you like located here too? Let’s go and take a look! Give Sage a call and finalize it right now!”

Just as I was about to speak, I turned around and bumped right into Sage, who was supposed to be at work.

She was holding a purchase contract in her hand, looking down with a smile as she said to Simon, “A man needs to have a house of his own to build equity, or people will look down on you.”

Simon smiled sheepishly and said ingratiatingly, “Thank you, Sage… It’s just that this one is way too expensive–”

“If it’s too expensive, how do you have the cheek to take it?”

Jake, who had recovered from his shock, snickered and snatched the document right out of Sage’s hands. Looking down, he realized it was the exact house I had been eying for a whole year.

Sage had refused to buy it, saying there would be plenty of time to pick one after the wedding. Yet now, she was buying it for another man without a second thought.

The sales representatives around all recognized me, since I had come here no less than ten times this past year. At that moment, they gathered nearby, whispering among themselves and looking at me with sympathetic eyes.

Why wouldn’t they anyway? Anyone would find it pathetic to be played like a fool.

Jake’s face flushed red with rage, and he stepped forward to teach Simon a lesson on my behalf.

Simon looked at us innocently, and Sage immediately shielded him behind her back.

I held Jake back and comforted him, “Jake, it’s fine. Let me handle it.”

Sage’s brows were furrowed, but she didn’t look the slightest bit embarrassed at being caught red-handed. Instead, she looked somewhat impatient.

“Peter, we aren’t married yet. Don't you think you’re meddling a little too much in my affairs?”

I smiled and nodded in agreement. “I think so too, so let’s break up.”

As soon as the words left my mouth, the entire hall fell pin-drop silent.

Sage’s face turned deathly pale, and her jaws clenched tight. She looked absolutely furious.