A Farewell After Being Reborn

Chapter 45

“Stop laughing!” Furious and mortified, Ian viciously grabbed Sage’s wrist.

Sage winced as he held her hand tightly. Seeing the fierce glint in Ian’s eyes, she knew he was genuinely angry, and she should stop laughing.

However, when she thought of the incredulous faces back in the private room and how speechless everyone was, Sage guffawed louder instead. She even had to bend over to hold her belly.

When Terry saw Sage’s reaction, he was anxious about her recklessness. He was sweating. To avoid getting dragged into it, he prudently raised the partition.

Ian watched Sage laugh uncontrollably despite his threat. Her eyes were curved into crescents while tears flowed out of them.

On her flushed face, there was no trace of resentment, indifference, hysteria, or disdain. Only a carefree and radiant smile adorned her features.

He was still gripping her delicate wrist, and her fragrance enveloped his senses.

Strangely, Ian felt the anger within him dissipate. Instead, a mix of thirst and heat replaced it, and he needed to quench that thirst.

With eyes locked on Sage’s cherry lips, he pulled her into his arms and leaned down to kiss her. His other hand went around her lower back to press her against

his chest. He prevented her from breaking free.

The sudden kiss left Sage stunned and infuriated. However, she couldn’t escape as Ian’s arms were like iron shackles that were holding her in place.

their position, Ian shifted her entire body onto his lap while continuing to explore her lips. The ambiguous and intimate

Ian, she found herself unmatched by his

and pressed her against the back

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could guess the “fight” in the back had started to escalate. He could only pretend to be calm and

lead them to be

situation.

his decision to tag along. It would have been more relaxing to stay home and play with his chubby orange

instead!

against Ian. Even breathing became a

difference in size and strength left her with no choice but to allow Ian’s antics without resistance.

your phone is

Sage’s phone rang. Ian finally stopped kissing her. Perhaps he was disturbed by the

strength to confront him. She could only gasp for air and

flickered. He looked at Sage, whose body now felt soft and limp, and huskily said, “Beg like you mean

with teary eyes. She was puzzled.