“What do you mean by raising a small kid?” Sage complained, “Tim, your choice of word is very
special. You make it sounds like I’m raising a puppy.”
Tim lifted his brows to show Sage that was exactly what he meant. “You didn’t?”
Sage was out of words. Then, she refuted, “Of course not! Where are you going with this? Do you think
I’m that kind of person?” Although she did and used to have that thought in her mind, she never
actually did it yet… Hence, the answer to that question is no! “A puppy isn’t suitable for you,” Tim
started to discuss the topic with her. He said seriously,” You need a big dog, that can take care of you
and protect you.” ‘A big dog… I might end up being eaten alive,’ Sage thought.
Since they were on that topic, Sage refuted, “You shouldn’t be together with a widow too. Madam
Meyer and you are not suitable to be together.”
Tim’s eyes suddenly turned cold when he heard the name, Madam Meyer.
Jace kept on fiddling with his phone and played the few voice messages Jace sent repeatedly. The last
sentence warmed his heart and he felt butterflies in his stomach. He felt like he was on cloud nine,
being surrounded by happiness he never experienced before
Even though those words were meant for Zachary, he was still touched by them and pretended that
she was talking to him. He hoped that one day, she could use such a light and coaxing tone to talk to
him. How good would it be if she was talking to him instead of Zachary? While he indulged in his
fantasy, his mother called. He answered it with a gentle and soft tone. Freya immediately knew
something was wrong with her son, “Did Sage contact you?”
Jace was speechless. ‘Was it that obvious?’
Tim looked at Sage indifferently, “I told you, nothing is going on between us.” “Is it?” Since they were
already on the topic, Sage felt the necessity to get the fact right, “You two slept together. You call that
nothing? I didn’t know the people in Birmingham are so open now.” She talked weirdly. Tim frowned,
“Who told you? Catherine Meyer-Brown?”
“Who else?” It was not often that Sage is so strong-willed with her brother, “I guess she might think of
me as her rival in love and told me a lot of odd things. Anyway, it’s just some small tricks that women
often used.”
Tim had a stone-cold expression on his face. He pursed his lip into a straight lip and refused to talk
about that woman again.
“Tim.” Sensing Tim was in a bad mood, Sage lowered her voice and talked normally. She said,
“I’m not a stubborn nor traditional person. Cece passed away a long time back. All of us would support
you if you want to start a new relationship. But you have to choose wisely. Don’t be too desperate and
don’t settle with just any woman… It’s not that I discriminate against a widow, I just purely think that
Madam Meyer is weird. She doesn’t look like a good person.”
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