A Farewell After Being Reborn

Chapter 103

The timeline of events, the angle of the photos, the timing of the netizen’s discovery of the wine bottle, and Mimosa’s feminist statement all seemed to be too perfect to be explained by

coincidence.

Sage was fast asleep on the bed when Ian walked into the bedroom. There was half a glass of water on the nightstand, and her phone lay next to her pillow.

Her face was flushed, and she didn’t seem to be sleeping very well. Her brows were knitted together, and she still smelled faintly of alcohol.

His frustration boiled over as he looked at the state of her and recalled her actions earlier that evening. He yanked Sage out of bed and demanded, “Get up! Stop pretending to be asleep!”

Sage opened her eyes grogily, her gaze unfocused and confused. Her lips puckered, and tears. streamed down her cheeks as she stared blankly at Ian’s stern expression for a moment. “W- Why are you so mean to me even in my dreams? You’re such a jerk, Ian! You’re a big jerk…”

Then, she buried her head in the pillow and wept, her shoulders heaving with sobs.

right now?” There was no way she could be this drunk if she had managed to plan

her head back. Her nose wrinkled, and her gaze remained unfocused. Ian couldn’t tell

He had a lot of

mouth.

weakly. “Wait…” she mumbled as she. one of her fingers

ed

Ian’s first time seeing Sage drunk. She was so silly. She could still count the number of fingers she was holding up,

extremely proud of herself, as if she

be able to finish that much in one sitting.

you drink that much?” he inquired, arching