A Farewell After Being Reborn

Chapter 8

Sage laughed to herself. In her previous life, she’d waited for eight years to receive a divorce certificate and news of him marrying Ivy. How could he fall for her in a month in this life?

“I just want to know whether you’d still want to get a divorce if Ian realizes how great you are and falls for you,” Linda said.

Sage met her hopeful gaze and nodded resolutely. “Yes.”

No matter how this life turned out, she still didn’t want to have anything to do with Ian anymore.

She’d had enough of the bitterness of love. She wanted to stay away from Ian and start a new life!

…

After walking out of Holcomb Manor, Sage saw Ian sitting in the car with a dark expression. Despite all the trouble they’d gone to, the divorce had still fallen through. She bet Ian thought she and Linda had schemed to pull this off.

She could already foresee Ian humiliating and interrogating her once she got into the car, so she decided to ignore him and hail a cab herself.

“Get in the car!” Ian ordered coldly when he saw what she was up to.

“Thanks, but no thanks. We’re going in different directions,” Sage said huffily. She was annoyed that they hadn’t managed to go through with the divorce. Why would she be dumb enough to serve herself on a silver platter for Ian to humiliate and insult her?

“Sage Joyner!” Ian’s tone carried a hint of warning.

If you’re all that, go get the divorce

Ian in such a tone. It was also her first time rebuking him like this. Ian’s expression morphed into

and storm toward her. When she returned to her senses and turned to

anxiety, she turned and bit him hard on the arm.

her go. Instead, he lifted her up like she was a cat and

he commanded Terry.

her phone and aimed the camera at Ian. She warned, “If you dare lay

He leaned close to her. As his tall stature closed the distance between them, it made Sage feel oppressed. She

are you doing?”

and held his wrist up, revealing the bite mark on it. “Look at how hard you bit me. Even if I were to lay a hand on

previous life, no matter how deeply Ian had hated her, he hadn’t laid a hand on her. He probably wasn’t

Ian was leaning toward her, she could smell the faint scent of pinewood on him. It made her

physical with him. He was shoved backward so abruptly that he almost knocked his head

enough

words. Sage had never been this tough with him, nor had

a brain? You’ve learned how to distract me because you know you

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