A Farewell After Being Reborn

Chapter 15

Ian, dressed in a dark suit, walked in. What was he doing there? His

expression turned slightly colder when he saw Sage. He seemed to be trying hard to keep his emotions in check.

Why did he look like that? Was he still mad over what had happened that morning?

“Grandpa,” he greeted Donald politely as Sage pondered the matter.

“You’re here, Ian. You must be hungry! Come on, join us for dinner. We were just waiting for you!” Donald said lovingly. “Here, sit beside Sage. You like fish sticks, don’t you? They’re by Sage’s side.”

At that, Sage pushed the dish to the center of the table. “Sit on the opposite side.”

“Sage, what are you doing? That’s rude.” After reprimanding Sage, Donald turned to Ian and said helplessly, “I’ve spoiled her rotten, Ian. She can be willful sometimes. I hope you’ll be more tolerant of her. Don’t bear a grudge against her. Deep down, she has a kind soul.”

Ian didn’t refute Donald. He sat down opposite Sage and said calmly, “Got

it, Grandpa.”

He’d been raised to have the best manners. Even if he didn’t like Sage, he wouldn’t lose his composure with Donald around. Of course, there were always exceptions to the rule.

In Sage’s previous life, Ian had insisted on having her admitted to a mental institution for Ivy’s sake. Donald had tried to help her, but he’d said almost rudely, “Since you failed to raise her well, I’ll do it on your behalf.” o

Sage immediately lost her appetite as she recalled the events of her previous life. She picked at her food as Donald and Ian chatted about the news and

the economy.

something. “Remember the perfume

was gonna

Grandpa. You know how rare the ingredients

doesn’t change the

more out of his respect for an elder than

agreement.

Donald’s face. He was deliberately praising her to make Ian realize how many strengths she had.

was too bad that Ian would only see her flaws. No amount

had gone completely dark. Donald said cheerily, “Well, it’s getting late, so I won’t keep you. You guys should head home

want to stay here for a few days and spend more time

accompany him as much as she could: One day was

the way here to pick you up, didn’t he? Why are you sticking around here instead of going home with

with work, Ian, but do drop by with Sage

Ian nodded

held her hand and said lovingly, “Sage, stop fighting with Ian, okay? It’s

problems fester

into the car, Sage curled up in her seat and turned to face

believed that she and Ian hadn’t argued. He’d

he could help smooth things out

between them.

her. Earlier, to stop Donald from worrying, Sage had kept her

asked coldly. “You either run to your grandfather’s or