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.”

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

at his forehead. Indeed, there was a

a glass shard had flown at him. It was already

it

She was very

Ian’s nostrils.

he felt a little stuffy. He undid the buttons at his

still. The sensation of her

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

and reached up to loop an arm over

her head away.

and suppleness of her skin. Her unique scent enveloped

you doing?” Sage hurriedly straightened up and glared at him.

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

that she flung the Q–tip at

stop himself from recalling how it had felt to hold her slender waist when stopping her from falling

rubbed his fingers together, suddenly feeling thirsty. He went

to get a glass

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 it only reinforced Ian’s belief

next day. Sage avoided him the

actions. Yes, she’d decided to keep her distance from Ian in this lifetime, but her feelings weren’t going

all, she’d loved him for eight years. It was only normal that she couldn’t get out of the habit in such a short time. She would mature and let this go.