“Since you’re in such a hurry to die, why don’t you just stab yourself and end it? Why go to the trouble of jumping off a building and causing a scene?” A man’s voice rang out. It was filled with contempt.

“I wanted to stab—” Suddenly, Sage Joyner found that something was wrong with what Ian Holcomb had said. When had she jumped off a building?

“You’re finally awake, Mrs. Holcomb.” The housekeeper, Wanda May, came over with a glass of water and some pills. “Does your head hurt? The doctor said you have minor symptoms of a concussion and prescribed some medication for you. Do you want to take it now?”

Sage didn’t answer. She found that she was lying on a bed in a spacious bedroom. From the furnishings, it seemed to be the master bedroom at the Holcomb residence.

She hadn’t seen the inside of this place since being sent to a mental institution two years ago. Could Ian have suddenly brought her home?

No, something was wrong.

she’d stabbed herself in the heart. Even if she’d made it out alive, there was no way she hadn’t

her chest! Instead, her head and wrist

expression as it morphed from suffering to shock. His patience ran out. “Find yourself a taller place next time if

that, he strode out of the room.

After spending two years at the mental institution, she’d become gaunt and haggard. But now, her skin was flawless, smooth, and supple.

bruises the carers and patients

tried to console her. “Couples don’t bear grudges against each other. As long as you

it today, Wanda?” Sage interrupted urgently. She was still reeling from

gave her a confused look. “It’s Ms. Shekdotter’s birthday. You heard about Mr. Holcomb celebrating her birthday for her, so you

time to explain despite knowing Wanda had misunderstood her. She quickly glanced around and grabbed her phone from

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