A Farewell After Being Reborn

Sage walked along a path paved with white pebbles, feeling uncomfortable. Tiana was right.

She had overeaten.

Ian noticed her knitted brows and figured she wasn’t feeling well. He called Terry and asked, “Could you check if there’s a drugstore nearby? Have someone get me some antacids.”

Sage couldn’t help but think of her previous life when she heard that. She used to have occasional stomach pains as a result of her excessive dieting. Ian happened to be at home that night.

When she brought him a glass of milk, her stomach hurt so much that her face turned pale from the pain, and she almost spilled it. Yet, he didn’t even ask her what was wrong. He simply asked her to leave.

Meanwhile, she hadn’t made a sound just now, yet he noticed her discomfort and took the initiative to ask someone to get her some medications.

“It seems that men can learn to be attentive,” she brooded. He had only been inattentive to her because he didn’t love her. 1

Sage had also noticed his changes. He did seem to care more about her in this life compared to her previous life.

Even though she was still adamant about getting a divorce, she didn’t see the point in harboring resentment toward Ian. After all, in this life, he hadn’t allowed Ivy to step all over her, nor had he neglected her. 1

“Why aren’t you saying anything? Is your stomach still acting up? Do you want to go to the hospital?” Ian asked as he walked over to her.

Sage shook her head. “No. I’m okay.’

Then, she spotted Terry. He was wearing a coat and holding a set of car keys. He was probably on his way to get her some antacids. “Mr. Zane,” she called out to him.

Terry felt a sudden pang of panic when he noticed Sage. After all, Ian had given him a death stare, as if he had made a serious mistake while he was reporting to him yesterday morning. This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

He racked his brain and thought of everything he had done since he joined Holcomb Corporation, but he still couldn’t figure out how he had offended his boss.

He only figured it out when Ian asked him, “What would happen if you were hit by a wine

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bottle?”

Trembling and confused, he answered, “I would… get injured?”

“Won’t the person who takes the hit for you get injured?” Ian shot daggers at him.

Baffled, he gathered his courage and asked, “Who would take the hit for me?”

“Sage,” Ian responded.

Terry was so startled that he dropped the documents he was holding onto the table, almost knocking over Ian’s coffee mug. His voice quivered as he stuttered, “M–Mr. Holcomb, how could M–Mrs.

Holcomb-”

“Don’t you dare show your face in front of Sage ever again,” Ian ordered. “If you see her, take a detour!”

Terry didn’t dare to disobey him. Hence, he tried to blend into the background when he learned that Sage would be at the team–building event.

He didn’t go to the large swimming pool and stayed away from the hot springs that the girls liked to visit. He even kept his distance from Sage during mealtimes. However, she still spotted him.

Sage was standing in front of him at the moment. He couldn’t avoid her even if he wanted to. “Mrs. Holcomb, do you need something?” he asked, uneasy.

Sage responded, “Give me the car keys. I’ll go to the drugstore myself so you don’t have to make the trip.”

Terry glanced at Ian, who was standing behind her with an unreadable expression. “I’m sure you don’t know your way around, Mrs. Holcomb. Let me go instead.”

“It’s okay. I still need to get a few other things.”

“I can get them for you, Mrs. Holcomb.

“No, it’s alright. I’d rather go by myself.”

Terry was still hesitating when Ian said, “Give me the keys and go upstairs.”

“Yes, sir!” Terry immediately let out a sigh of relief and practically stuffed the keys into Ian’s hand before bolting away.

Sage couldn’t help but ask Ian, “What did you say to Mr. Zane? Why does he act like he’s seen a ghost whenever he sees me?”