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.”

a chipped nail. Yet today, she hadn’t even noticed

glanced at his forehead. Indeed, there was a

Perhaps it had been formed when a glass shard had flown at him. It was already starting

it

it was easier for her to tend to his wounds. She was very close to him and bent over

Ian’s nostrils.

little stuffy. He undid

his head still. The sensation of her soft hand touching his forehead

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

loop an

her head away.

suppleness of her skin. Her unique scent

hurriedly straightened up

“You’re supposed to be tending to my wounds.

Sage was so angry that she flung the

as she left. For some reason, he couldn’t stop himself from recalling how it

feeling

to get a glass of ice

herself. She’d already decided not to love Ian, yet she’d panicked when learning he was injured. She bet it only reinforced Ian’s belief that she

go to the company the next day. Sage avoided him

she’d decided to keep her distance from Ian in this lifetime, but her feelings weren’t going to disappear with a snap of

only normal that she couldn’t get out of the habit in such a short time. She would mature and let this go. She would have more