Chapter 4

A chorus of cheers and whistles erupted from inside the apartment.

"Wow! Does this mean wedding bells are in the air? Yesterday, Spencer's hand was practically black from frostbite, and Sienna didn't even bat an eye. I don't think she cares about him at all."

"Exactly. He's a surgeon. Those hands are his entire livelihood. If they don't heal right, his career is completely flushed down the toilet, yet she couldn't care less."

Just then, I heard heavy breathing echoing from behind me.

Turning around, I realized I wasn't the only one leaning against the hallway wall and listening in. Sienna had approached without me noticing, and she had heard every single word.

"Oh, you're back," I said. "What's that? A housewarming present for Declan?"

A complicated look flickered through her eyes, and she held the box out to me.

"It's not for him. I went to a jeweler and commissioned this custom, gold-plated scalpel for you. About your career, I've already asked my dad to pull some strings and see if he can get you a spot at a private hospital.

"And… I've been thinking. Let's not have Declan move in here after all. I'll just buy him another—"

Before she could finish, a massive suitcase came flying out of the front door, sending her stumbling back in fright.

It was my suitcase. The impact split the zipper wide open, and all my stuff spilled across the floor, including the emerald pendant.

Declan and the others strolled out of the apartment right behind it. The moment he spotted Sienna, his face lit up, and he immediately came over to wrap an arm around her waist.

"Sienna! See how fast I work? I already moved all my stuff in, and everyone bought groceries so we can host a housewarming party tonight!"

None of them noticed how furious Sienna looked.

Someone pointed at the mess on the floor and said, "That old suitcase looked way too trashy for a gorgeous apartment like this, so we did you a favor and tossed it out!"

Declan felt Sienna's body trembling slightly, but he assumed she was just shaking with excitement. His eyes locked onto the box in her hands.

He snatched it from her and popped it open, revealing the gleaming gold scalpel inside.

"Oh, my God! Serena, you're way too sweet. You already gave me the apartment yesterday, and now you've got me this? You shouldn't have, but I'd be honored to accept it. Thank you so much."

I didn't bother reacting.

Stepping inside the apartment, I grabbed another large suitcase I had ready, brought it out, and silently began gathering my scattered belongings from the floor.

Once everything was packed, I stood up, pulled a thousand dollars out of my wallet, and handed it to Sienna.

"My old suitcase broke, so let's just say I bought this one from you. Enjoy your party. I have places to be, so I'm heading out."

The second I turned around, Sienna called out to me, her voice shaky, "Where are you staying? Give me the address."

I smiled. "That won't be necessary."

Her face instantly darkened, and she pointed a finger at my suitcase. "Wasn't that the emerald pendant your mother gave you on her deathbed for your future wife? The one you gave me?"

I nodded.

"Take it out," she demanded. "I want to wear it right now."

I gave her the exact response. "That won't be necessary."

Then, I pressed the elevator button.

She wanted to argue, but Declan and the others immediately held her back.

"Sienna, if Spencer is busy, just let him be. Don't worry about him. Let's go inside and—"

"All of you, shut up!" Sienna suddenly shrieked. "Get out of my apartment right now!"