A Farewell After Being Reborn

Sage turned around. “Who gave you permission to throw that away? Pick it back up!”

The receptionist wasn’t afraid of her. “Why waste time on that? Mr. Holcomb’s not gonna read it anyway. He’s told us to throw everything that you’ve left here for him!”

In the past, Sage worried that Ian would push himself too hard. She would always drop by and deliver little trinkets and snacks to help him destress. She’d even written him letters to convey her feelings to him.

So, this was how he’d treated her care and concern. Even a mere receptionist dared to do whatever she wanted with the things Sage had left!

Sage glared at the receptionist. “Regardless of whether Ian looks at the things I bring, you still don’t have the right to throw them away. Now, pick the envelope up!”

The receptionist curled her lip, saying scornfully, “Fine. What’s the point of pretending to be the president’s wife when you’re just clinging to him like the sorry woman you are?”

“You—”

on

see it was Ian’s assistant, Terry Zane. And beside

race, and she would blush when she saw him. She would

Terry greeted her

as she’d done in the past. From beginning to end, Ian had never acknowledged her as his wife. The fact that Terry had addressed her as “Mrs. Holcomb”

didn’t know what Sage was thinking.

to accept anything that Mrs. Holcomb brought, but she kept forcing me to deliver an envelope

scowled. He turned to Sage and snarled, “Who gave you the right to boss

and I didn’t force her to

enough!” Ian interrupted her impatiently. “You’re the one in the wrong, yet you keep trying to shift the blame. You’re beyond rescue,

bothered to find out the whole truth before deciding that she was in the wrong. It was no wonder the receptionist had the nerve to frame her.

be bothered to explain any further. She smiled faintly. “You

the trash can and continued, “I’ve drawn up a divorce agreement. Let’s go get the

the

replied. That’s why I came to the company.”