Chapter 3

“Peter, do you know what you’re talking about?” she blurted out recklessly. “You’re almost thirty. You’re not getting any younger. Do you really think you can find anyone better than me?”

What a boastful thing to say. Unfortunately for her, not only could I find someone better, but that person would also beat her by a mile.

I glanced at her coldly. Despite her agitation, I said calmly, “You don’t need to worry about that.”

After that, I ignored her completely, grabbed the indignant Jake, and walked away.

Along the way, Jake’s face was filled with regret. “Dude, I’m so sorry. I didn’t expect…”

I stopped in my tracks and patted his shoulder.

“Jake, I’m getting married.”

Jake froze, stammering, not knowing what to say.

I burst out laughing. “It’s not Sage. It’s an arranged marriage by my family.”

Jake let out a sigh of relief as he hugged me and said, “You’d better send me an invitation when the time comes.”

“Of course!”

…

After chatting for a few hours, we patted each other on the shoulder and said goodbye. I couldn’t help but sigh to myself that the next time we met would be at my wedding.

When I got home and pulled out my keys to open the door, it suddenly swung open without any warning. Startled, I looked up to see that Sage was actually home.

I brushed past her, walked inside, and said unhurriedly, “I rented this place. Since we’ve broken up, you shouldn’t be here anymore.”

She avoided answering, so I stopped talking.

As I bent down to take off my boots, Sage held out her hand to take my coat. I found it odd how attentive Sage was. Nevertheless, I gave them to her and walked straight into the bedroom.

I originally intended to change into my pajamas, but to my surprise, Sage followed me in. My hands froze mid-action as I was taking off my clothes.

Sage noticed it and bit her lower lip. Immediately after, she cleared her throat and pretended not to notice.

She walked over to the closet and feigned a relaxed tone. “Why is the closet so empty? I’ve found a lot of new styles this season. Let me buy you a few outfits. You look good in suits.”

As she spoke, she pulled out her phone to show me the clothes she had found. However, I was looking down, replying to my mother’s text, and didn’t look up.

Her body stiffened for two seconds. Then, she leaned in close to me and said affectionately, “Who are you chatting with that has you so absorbed?”

I was checking my flight timing, and when I saw her leaning in, I immediately closed the page.

“Nobody.”

A continuous series of rejections put her in a really low mood. Still, she forced a weak smile.

In a gentle tone, she said, “About your dream to have the wedding on Groto Island, my mom has agreed to it.”

After saying that, she stole a glance at me from the corner of her eye.

Having a wedding on Groto Island had always been my dream. However, her mother didn’t agree because she hated the water.

Sage was a mommy’s girl, so she told me that if her mother didn’t agree, we wouldn’t be allowed to have the wedding there. Even though it made me sad, the old me was willing to compromise for the sake of love.

Now that I had snapped out of it… Whoever wanted my two-faced ex-girlfriend and a backwards, difficult mother-in-law could have them. So when I heard the news, I wasn’t the least bit fazed.

Sage was stunned. In her mind, even if I wasn’t ecstatic, I should have at least pulled her into a happy kiss. The only thing she didn’t expect from me was this indifferent look.

After a brief moment of confusion, she became convinced that I was playing hard to get. She flew into a rage and jumped to her feet.

Looking down at me condescendingly, she said pointedly, “Peter, don’t you feel like you’ve been getting out of line lately?”