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A Farewell After Being Reborn

Chapter 13
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Chapter 13 “Where are you going? Treat these wounds for me!” lan said.

“Sorry, but I'm not a doctor, nor am | obligated to do anything for you,” Sage said coldly.

lan’s irritation grew. Hadn't she been worried about him earlier? How could she change her mind in the next second? She was so fickle-minded! “You're not obligated to do anything for me? Think about who I took these injuries for!” Sage wanted to say that he wouldn't have gotten injured if he hadn't raced Shane like that, but lan looked like he wanted to settle the score with her. She genuinely wasn’t in the mood to argue with him.

She would just give in and treat his wounds. It wouldn't take long. Wanda had already brought the first-aid kit over. Sage took out the Q-tips and rubbing alcohol with a frown.

“I'll go attend to my chores now, Mr. and Mrs. Holcomb. Callif anything,” said Wanda. She left.

you need Sage started tending lan’s wounds. They weren't serious, but sof them were flesh-deep. He'd also bled quite a lot. lan winced silently-the alcohol stung as it was applied to the wounds.

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Sage softened her touch. “There we go.” She started putting away the things when she was done applying the iodine. lan wasn’t too happy with how perfunctory she’d been, though. He said, ” You forgot about my forehead.” In the past, Sage would freak out over him having a chipped nail. Yet today, she hadn't even noticed he was injured! B Sage glanced at his forehead. Indeed, there was a wound at his temple, near his hairline. Perhaps it had been formed when a glass shard had flown at him. It was already starting to scab.

She didn’t say anything as she tended to it lan sat on the couch while Sage stood beside him so that it was easier for her to tend to his wounds. She was very close to him and bent over slightly. A few strands of her hair brushed over his face; her unique scent wafted into lan’s nostrils.

Suddenly, he felt a little stuffy. He undid the buttons at his neck.

“Don’t move.” Sage held his head still. The sensation of her soft hand touching his forehead made his throat go dry.

He looked up, wanting to distract himself with something. But all he saw was Sage’s focused face. Her skin was bright and glowing. He could see the thin hairs on her face. Her nose was dainty, and her lips were full and moist.

Suddenly, lan had the odd urge to bite her. He moved as his heart told him to and reached up to loop an arm over Sage's neck. Caught off guard, Sage stumbled forward. Her lips were inches away from his when she swiveled her head away.

His lips pressed against her cheek. He could feel the softness and suppleness of her skin. Her unique scent enveloped him. lan tugged her down more.

“What are you doing?” Sage hurriedly straightened up and glared at him.

lan returned to his senses. He said coldly, “You're supposed to be tending to my wounds. Stop trying to seduce a, “You're completely nuts.” Sage was so angry that she flung the Q-tip at him and stormed upstairs.

lan watched her hips sway as she left. For sreason, he couldn't stop himself from recalling how it had felt to hold her slender waist when stopping her from falling earlier.

He rubbed his fingers together, suddenly feeling thirsty. He went to the kitchen to get a glass of ice water, Meanwhile, Sage returned to her room and flopped onto the bed. She felt defeated and angry at herself. She'd already decided not to love lan, yet she'd panicked when learning he was injured. She bet it only reinforced lan’s belief that she wasn’t serious about the divorce.

lan didn’t go to the company the next day. Sage avoided him the whole day.

When she woke up on the third day, she suddenly cto terms with her- actions. Yes, she'd decided to keep her distance from lan in this lifetime, but her feelings weren't going to disappear with a snap of her fingers.

After all, she'd loved him for eight years. It was only normal that she couldn't get out of the habit in such a short time. She would mature and let this go. She would have more in her life.

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Since her wounds from jumping off the balcony had pretty much recovered, she wanted to go visit her grandfather today. She changed into a simple T- shirt and jeans.

It had been a while since Sage had dressed so casually-she didn’t think it was appropriate, given her identity as lan’s wife.

When she headed downstairs, she found that lan hadn’t gone to the company today, either. And there was an unwelcguest in the living room-lvy. She wore a smart business suit, and her makeup was done flawlessly.

She and lan were chatting and laughing while seated on the couch.

“You're awake, Sage.” Ivy greeted her naturally when she heard Sage cdownstairs. Her tone was so familiar and natural that it seemed like she was the lady of the household.

lan looked at Sage as well. He didn’t look as spirited as usual-perhaps due to his injuries. Oddly enough, he didn’t give her a cold look like he usually did, either. On the contrary, his gaze remained on her for a few more seconds.

Sage ignored him and smiled faintly at Ivy. “What brings you here, Ms. Shekdotter?” COIN BUNDLE: got more free bonus.

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