Chapter 2

Madison had never liked me. She had always treated me with cold indifference.

But ever since I moved into this house, she had never outright insulted me before. This was the first time.

The word mute pierced into my chest like a needle, crushing the excitement I had foolishly let myself feel moments earlier.

She stormed upstairs in just a few strides and returned to her room, leaving me standing there alone like an idiot.

"Mr. Simpson, even though you and Miss Clarke are getting engaged, everyone knows about your condition. Wouldn't it be better to just behave yourself and keep the peace?"

Bethany sighed as if she were kindly comforting me. But every word dripped with sarcasm.

She was right. I wasn't worthy of Madison.

But I... really wasn't lying.

Half a year ago happened to be the exact time my parents arranged for me to meet Madison.

Our two families had many business ties, and under pressure from her family, Madison had no choice but to compromise and agree to the engagement.

And from that moment on, I forced myself never to open the game again. I didn't know how to face AutumnWind.

Even if we had only been lovers inside a game, my feelings for her had been real. Through countless days and nights, I had grown so used to talking to her that I couldn't even fall asleep without hearing from her first. More than once, she suggested meeting in person.

But because I couldn't speak, my inferiority complex kept me from agreeing.

I originally thought that, in this lifetime, I would never have another chance with AutumnWind.

Yet, fate had played an enormous joke on me. Madison was AutumnWind. And she had already mistaken someone else for LeoWinter.

Lying in bed, I couldn't stop myself from logging into the game and trying to contact AutumnWind through my account, only to discover that she had long since dissolved our couple relationship. She had blocked me as well.

The bitterness in my chest made it hard to breathe, but all I could do was stay silent.

Still, I couldn't swallow this resentment. I was the real LeoWinter!

Madison simply couldn't recognize me because she'd been deceived.

I spent the entire night searching for the "LeoWinter" Madison believed in.

To my surprise, I actually found him.

He was a rising internet celebrity who had gained popularity over the past two years. His alternate account name just happened to be LeoWinter.

Not only that, but Madison was even following that account on social media.

Unable to resist, I clicked into his profile.

The more I looked, the more certain I became it was him.

At seven-thirty that evening, he had posted a new update.

"Looks like I'm starting the journey all over again. Good thing someone's accompanying me."

The attached image was a black-and-white anime boy avatar.

It was exactly the same one I had seen teamed up with Madison during her game earlier that day.

I immediately opened the private messages and sent him a text.

[Why are you pretending to be LeoWinter?]

He replied almost instantly.

[I have no idea what you're talking about. LeoWinter really was the account I used a few years ago, but it got hacked half a year ago.]

No. That wasn't true at all!

I was about to continue arguing when someone suddenly knocked on my door.

"Charlie, open the door!"

This was the first time Madison had ever entered my room.

And it was only to interrogate me.

"Who gave you the nerve to harass LeoWinter? Since you love causing trouble so much, let's just cancel the engagement!"

My heart sank, disbelief washing over me.

Our engagement had already been publicly announced to the media. And now she was saying she wanted to cancel it?

[I'm really not lying to you. I'm the real LeoWinter. I can show you our old match records, the conversations we had—]

"Enough! How thick-skinned can you possibly be?!"

She slapped my phone out of my hands.

Her face was icy. Cold and untouchable, she looked down at me from above.

"Getting engaged to you was already a last resort. Since you're still not satisfied, then there's nothing left to discuss."

A sharp pain twisted deeper through my chest.

I signed desperately.

[Why won't you believe me?]

But unfortunately... Madison couldn't understand sign language.