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.

onward, they grew closer

no longer affected her in this life. She even smiled nonchalantly. “Thanks for explaining everything to me, Ms. Shekdotter. I’m not mad. Your father wanted to have a meal with

taken aback, obviously not expecting Sage to react like

fuss despite him reprimanding her. She was even telling him and Ivy to go have a meal together. Just two hours earlier, she’d jumped off the balcony because she’d failed to force him to return

she think she could win his heart by pretending

up to, he sneered. Then, he turned to Ivy and

another look back. Ivy hesitated, told Sage to rest well,

can’t let Mr.

the same mistakes anymore. She wouldn’t remain madly in love with Ian, nor would she wait for him to respond

and be with whoever he wanted. It no longer had anything to do with

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

institution, she’d only been given a watery bowl of oats daily alongside her medication. It had resulted in her getting stomach cancer. Now,

“… Of course. I’ll get on

followed Wanda to

deep frown. He thought he’d catch Sage throwing a crazed fit upon suddenly turning back. He’d even thought about how he was

returned, he found that Sage wasn’t throwing a tantrum at all. She’d even