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 sample

me when I was gonna mass produce it!”

rare the ingredients needed for that perfume are. How can you possibly

smiled while smacking himself on the head. “That doesn’t change the fact that my darling Sage is

more out of his

agreement.

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

Ian would only see her flaws. No

gone completely dark. Donald said cheerily, “Well, it’s getting late, so I

stay here for a few days and

wanted to accompany him as much as she could: One day was far from

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

with work, Ian, but do drop by with Sage for a meal when you have

Ian nodded politely.

hand and said lovingly, “Sage, stop fighting with Ian, okay? It’s always better to talk

problems fester overnight.”

up in her seat and turned to face

that she and Ian

invited Ian over so that he could

between them.

still concerned about her. Earlier, to stop Donald from worrying, Sage had kept her tears at bay. Now, however, she

phone off?” Ian asked coldly. “You either run to your grandfather’s

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