A Farewell After Being Reborn

“Haven’t you had enough of this, Sage? When will you stop causing trouble?” Ian snarled.

Sage laughed silently. She was his wife, yet he treated her worse than he did an outsider.

But before she could say anything, Ivy said, “Don’t be so fierce toward Sage, Ian.”

She turned to Sage and explained, “Ian didn’t drop by just to celebrate my birthday, Sage. It’s just that my father invited him over for a meal because he hadn’t seen Ian in ages.

“I didn’t expect you to get the wrong idea about this and even get hurt. I feel terrible, which is why I came over to explain the situation to you. Please, don’t be mad at Ian anymore. This is all my fault.”

Ivy’s tone was soft and gentle, as was her smile. Her apology also sounded earnest.

Sage could still remember how Ivy had also followed Ian home in her previous life. She’d given her the same explanation. But at the time, they’d been in the bedroom.

Sage had listened to Ivy’s explanation but had been enraged to see them looking so perfect standing side by side. In a fit of rage, she’d screamed at Ivy to get lost and had grabbed a vase from the bedside table and flung it at Ivy.

The vase had hit Ivy in the head, making her bleed and faint. Ian had been furious. He’d immediately lifted Ivy into his arms and taken her to the hospital. Then, he’d stayed there to take care of her for a few days.

day onward, they grew closer to each other

explaining everything to me,

not expecting Sage to react like

frowned. What was she playing at now? She wasn’t kicking up a fuss despite him reprimanding her. She was even telling him and Ivy to go have a meal together. Just two hours

could win his heart by pretending to

what Sage was up to, he sneered. Then, he turned to Ivy and said, “Since she’s

turned and left without another look back. Ivy hesitated, told

this. “Mrs. Holcomb, you can’t let Mr. Holcomb

was sure she’d traveled three years back in time, she wouldn’t make the same mistakes anymore. She wouldn’t remain madly in love with Ian, nor would she wait

he wanted and be with whoever he wanted. It no longer had anything to do with her. From now on, she only wanted to live for herself and her

starving, Wanda. Could you make me something good to eat?” Sage

her medication. It had resulted in her

course. I’ll get

with you!” Sage followed Wanda

Ian standing not too far away. He’d turned back and was watching them with a deep frown. He thought he’d catch Sage throwing a crazed fit upon suddenly turning back. He’d even

that Sage wasn’t throwing a tantrum at all.