Chapter 17

Tears started streaming down Sage’s face as she laughed. The memories from her past life of being mistreated, insulted, and tormented at the

mental institution flashed before her eyes.

The nurse in charge of her had been burly and strong; she could drag Sage along with her with just one hand grabbing her by the hair. She could also slap her bowl of oatmeal to the floor with one blow.

The nurse could even pinch her mouth hard and forcefully pour the medication down her throat when she refused to take them….

Sage had always thought the mental institution had arranged for the nurse to torment her as a way of sucking up to Ian. She never would’ve expected the horrible nurse to be Ivy’s relative!

This meant that her life in the mental institution had been so horrific

because of Ivy. At the thought of the torment she’d suffered and the pain she’d experienced because of her stomach cancer, Sage wanted nothing more than to strangle Ivy to death.

Why had she been so cruel? She already had Ian’s heart. He’d even sent Sage to the mental institution for Ivy’s sake. Why had Ivy refused to let her off

the hook?

Ian looked at Sage, who was slumped on the floor. Despite her suggestion to remain connected over the phone, he’d still been worried about her pulling something funny. So, he’d followed her upstairs.

He never would’ve expected to be greeted by the scene of Sage trying to strangle Ivy when he’d exited the elevator, though..

Now, Sage lay amongst a pile of scattered fruits. Her eyes were unfocused, and she seemed to have lost all her strength. She lay limp on the floor.

She had a smile on her face, but her tears didn’t stop..It was almost as if

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and devastating; her face

insanity. On the contrary, his heart ached a

Ian was about to help Sage up when

from

to the couch. Then, he walked back over to Sage. He dragged her by

it made him feel uneasy. He frowned and asked, “Didn’t you come up here to apologize? Why

Sage heard his voice,

back into her

together with Ivy once we’re divorced?” she asked. Her voice was hoarse; her tone was devoid of

frowned again. He asked in return, “Is that why you

life?”

then,

him away coldly. She got up herself, straightened her clothes, and left without another look back.

hissed in pain. Since Sage had caused this debacle, he stopped and turned to Ivy. Do you need to

need stitches!” the woman exclaimed while tending to Ivy’s wound. “Who was that? Why did she bully you like that

out a smile. “I think she

her

woman, “You should head

tell this was the wrong time for her to linger. “Get some rest, Ivy. Call me if you

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