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.”

the past, Sage would freak out over him having a chipped nail. Yet today, she hadn’t even

there was

hairline. Perhaps it had been formed when a glass shard had flown at him. It was already starting to scab. She didn’t say anything as she tended

it

tend to his wounds. She was very close to him and bent over slightly. A few strands of her hair brushed over his face; her unique scent

Ian’s nostrils.

He undid the buttons at his

The sensation of her soft hand touching his

he saw was Sage’s focused face. Her skin was bright and glowing. He could see

heart told him to and reached up to loop

her head away.

cheek. He could feel the softness and suppleness of

are you doing?” Sage hurriedly straightened up and glared at

returned to his senses. He said coldly, “You’re supposed to

so angry that she flung the Q–tip at him and

from recalling how it

fingers together, suddenly feeling thirsty. He went

glass of ice water,

her room and flopped onto the bed. She felt defeated and angry at herself. She’d already decided not to love Ian, yet she’d panicked when learning he was injured. She bet

didn’t go to the company the next day. Sage avoided him the whole day.

the third day, she suddenly came to terms with her- actions. Yes, she’d decided to keep

get out of the habit in such a short time. She would mature and let this go. She would have