A Farewell After Being Reborn

Chapter 13

“Where are you going? Treat these wounds for me!” Ian said.

“Sorry, but I’m not a doctor, nor am I obligated to do anything for you,” Sage said coldly.

Ian’s irritation grew. Hadn’t she been worried about him earlier? How could she change her mind in the next second? She was so fickle–minded!

“You’re not obligated to do anything for me? Think about who I took these injuries for!”

Sage wanted to say that he wouldn’t have gotten injured if he hadn’t raced Shane like that, but Ian looked like he wanted to settle the score with her. She genuinely wasn’t in the mood to argue with him.

She would just give in and treat his wounds. It wouldn’t take long. Wanda had already brought the first–aid kit over. Sage took out the Q–tips and rubbing alcohol with a frown.

“I’ll go attend to my chores now, Mr. and Mrs. Holcomb. Call me if anything,” said Wanda. She left.

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Sage started tending Ian’s wounds. They weren’t serious, but some of them were flesh–deep. He’d also bled quite a lot. Ian winced silently–the alcohol stung as it was applied to the wounds.

Sage softened her touch. “There we go.”

She started putting away the things when she was done applying the iodine. Ian wasn’t too happy with how perfunctory she’d been, though. He said, ” You forgot about my forehead.”

chipped nail. Yet today, she hadn’t

glanced at his forehead. Indeed, there was a wound at his temple,

flown at him. It was already starting to scab. She didn’t say anything as she tended

it

his wounds. She was very close

Ian’s nostrils.

felt a little stuffy. He undid the buttons at his neck.

head still. The sensation of her soft hand touching

face. Her skin was bright and glowing. He could see the thin hairs on her face. Her nose was dainty, and her lips were full

his heart told him to and reached up to loop an arm over Sage’s neck. Caught off guard, Sage

her head away.

lips pressed against her cheek. He could feel the softness and suppleness of her skin. Her unique scent enveloped him. Ian tugged her down

doing?” Sage hurriedly straightened up and glared at

to be tending to

nuts.” Sage was so angry that she flung the Q–tip at

watched her hips sway as she left. For some reason, he couldn’t stop himself from recalling

rubbed his fingers together, suddenly feeling thirsty. He went

a glass of ice water,

not to love Ian, yet she’d panicked when learning he was injured. She bet it only reinforced