A Farewell After Being Reborn

Sage found this laughable. When had Ian ever been nice to her? He still didn’t believe she was serious and thought she wanted to use the divorce to smear his reputation. It wasn’t as if getting divorced after a year of marriage was something to be proud of. Why would she go around announcing it to the world?

“I swear I won’t mention a word about this. If you don’t trust me, you can add it to the divorce agreement as an additional clause,” Sage said with a mocking smile.

For some reason, her smile irked Ian. “Stop dragging things out. Sign the agreement!”

He made it sound like she was the one delaying things on purpose. Sage couldn’t be bothered to argue with him. She signed the agreement without hesitation. “Here, your turn.”

She threw the pen and agreement at Ian, who sat at the other end of the table. Since he’d already had someone print the agreement, why hadn’t he signed it beforehand? He was wasting her time!

Ian could sense Sage rolling her eyes at him. He suppressed his rage. They wouldn’t have anything to do with each other soon; he would bear with her for a few more minutes!

Ian picked up the pen. He was about to sign the agreement when his phone rang. He glanced at it to see it was a call from Josephine Hall, the housekeeper who served Linda.

As soon as he answered it, Josephine cried anxiously, “Mr. Holcomb, Mrs. Holcomb Senior suddenly fainted! I’ve already called a doctor. Hurry up and come over here!”

Ian shot to his feet when he heard that. He strode out of the room.

“Wait, where are you going?” Sage cried. “Sign the agreement!”

Something suddenly occurred to Ian. He glared at her coldly. “Are you behind this?”

about? Who was that phone

a seat far away from him, so she only knew the person on

act, Ian didn’t press her further.

that, he

called Josephine to find out more. When

for Sage to marry Ian, but she’d also always spoken up for Sage whenever Sage was

Later, after she’d been admitted to the mental institution,

this life, though Sage would no longer be Linda’s granddaughter-in-law, she still wouldn’t forget everything

longer in the parking lot outside. Sage had no choice but to hail a cab.

she imagined—there weren’t any doctors or household staff bustling around urgently. Linda sat in her usual chair; she

haven’t you? How dare you get a divorce with

Sage is the one—” Ian was about to retort when Linda

when she loves you so? Are you trying to give me an aneurysm?”

over to

Sage. Tell me whether

his eyes was apparent. If not for Linda being around, he probably would’ve