A Relentless Pursuit for Love
Chapter 778

Chapter 778 New Year seemed to arrive very fast. It had been a busy year, and just like that, anotheryear had gone.

It was a yearly tradition for the brothers to spend New Year's Eve at their own homes. Everyonewould gather at Rosa Garden on the second day.

Before the new year, Sage had been traveling back and forth from Nadeem City and Salem City. TheYuriel family invited her to spend New Year's Eve with them instead of going back to Salem City.Sage declined politely and went back to Salem City anyway. She also brought Wayne and Yale backto Rosa Garden.

For New Year's Eve, Sage put on her apron and cooked a feast for her family. She served all kinds offood, including chicken, duck, fish, and other kinds of meat.

Yale loved her cooking. His eyes sparkled at the delicious food. It was his first time eating Sage'sfood. He never knew her cooking was so good. Sage came out of the kitchen with a tray. She alwaysdressed nicer to match the New Year's festive spirit. She dressed up grandly in a red dress with herlong hair tied up behind with a wooden hairpin. She looked like a beautiful woman walking out ofan ancient painting. “It's hot, and I'm sweating.” Just as Sage said this, Yale handed her ahandkerchief made of blue silk

Sage was stunned. “Yale, you carry a handkerchief with you.”

She did not use it to wipe her sweat. Instead, she unfolded the folded square handkerchief andlooked at the embroidered pattern on it. She found it interesting. “Is this embroidered in OldScript?” Yale answered with a soft hum, “It's my name. My mother embroidered it.” “This is a reallygood embroidery.” Sage caressed the embroidery carefully to feel the stitches. Zamora came overand had a look too. “Yeah, this is pretty good. It's vintage embroidery.” “Yes.” Yale said, “My momlearned it from an old nanny. That nanny’s ancestors learned vintage embroidery.”

“I see.” Sage laughed and returned him the handkerchief. “It's too good to use to wipe off sweat.Yale, keep it.”

Then, she pulled two tissues and wiped her sweat. “You guys eat first. There's still soup. It'll be readysoon.”

Yale watched Sage walk into the kitchen again. A trace of disappointment flashed in his light greyeyes as he held the handkerchief in his hand. He forgot to mention that he had not used thehandkerchief.

Wayne sipped on his whiskey and said with a smile, “Yale, you may not know this, but in Salem, aman can't just give a woman his handkerchief.” Yale was puzzled. “Why not?”

“Because a handkerchief is also considered as a token of affection.” Wayne said, “If she accepts thehandkerchief and keeps it, that means she’s interested in you. It's the same when women give ahandkerchief to men.”

Yale's eyes flickered. “Ah, is that so?”

“Don’t overthink.” Tim shook the glass of red wine in his hand and looked at Yale, “She’s notsophisticated. She just thinks you're dirty.” Yale was speechless. Was he dirty? Sage cooked a feastfor New Year's Eve dinner but ate very little. She always missed her loved ones every New Year's Eve.The number of people gathered during New Year's Eve was getting lesser and lesser. It remindedher of the old days when her parents were still around. Although she always wanted to vomit attheir public display of affection, it was really lively.

Her mom always had all kinds of ideas in her head and enjoyed tormenting the children. She wouldnever let them stay idle during New Year. Dad was also willing to cooperate with her and alwaysdragged her into their games. Sometimes, they would play games all night long. The more theyplayed, the more energetic they were.

Sage sighed. She was still not her mother’s age, but her heart had aged.

She always had the habit of staying until midnight on New Year's Eve. The New Year Gala programswere playing on the television. It had pretty much similar programs yearly. Sage did not botherwatching it in the past, but she paid attention to it this year. Yale sat on the sofa next to her. He alsowatched the program very seriously and even frowned slightly.