“Listen, this is just who I am. It has nothing to do with whether I love you or not." Her voice was calm,


    and her face was expressionless.


    Sage had been revolving around him for half a decade. Everyone knew she loved him. There was no


    way she could stop loving him overnight. However, her patience was wearing thin. "Believe it or not, I''m


    telling you the truth. Regardless, we''re getting divorced right after Grandma''s birthday and not a day


    later!"


    There was a knock on the door just as the couple were at each other''s throats. Calvin''s voice came


    from outside. n, Mrs. Hob, may Ie in?"


    "Come in,"n responded coldly.


    The door of the ward swung open, and Calvin walked in. He had a bandage on his forehead, but apart


    from his slightly pale lips, he seemed to be in better spirits thann.


    Calvin could sense the tension between the couple, so he asked with a smile, "Mrs. Hob, you''re


    awake! Are you okay?"


    Initially, Sage wanted to ignore Calvin, but she nodded because he had stepped forward to confront the


    big-bellied manst night. “I''m okay." “That''s good to hear.” He continued, "Oh, you won''t believe this,


    Mrs. Hob, butn freaked out after you were struck with the bottle. He didn''t even care that he had


    hurt his back. He just scooped you up and bolted outside.”


    Sage eyed Calvin skeptically. “Didn''t you faint at the sight of your own blood?"


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    He corrected her solemnly, "I didn''t faint! I just hit my forehead and felt a little dizzy. Ms. Ford fixed me


    up, and I was back in action."


    He did faint againter on because someone else''s blood sttered on him, but there was no need to


    dwell on that.


    “I saw with my own eyes thatn bruised his waist on the corner of a table!"


    Sage nced atn''s waist when she heard that. Despite her haze, she had vaguely felt thatn had


    been bumped by something. But he didn''t miss a beat and just bolted out of the bar. No wonder his


    brows were knitted, and he looked unwell. It was because of his backache. “I''m alright now. You should


    take him to the doctor,” she told Calvin. Calvin nced atn and noticed his hardened expression. He


    figured something must''ve gone down between them. As his best friend, he felt like it was his duty to


    help him out, so he suggested, n, I''l apany you to see the doctor."


    n, did you and Mrs. Hob have another argument? What was it about?" Calvin asked out of


    curiosity. "Mrs. Hob risked herself to save you, and you spent most of the night apanying her.


    This should have been a good time for you two to talk things out. So why do you look so upset?"