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.

Sage.” Donald seemed to think of something. “Remember the perfume sample

me when I was gonna

that for fun, Grandpa. You know how rare the ingredients needed for that perfume are. How

“That doesn’t change

it was more out of his

agreement.

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

would only see her flaws. No amount of praise or compliments would

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

stay here for a few days and

seen Donald, so she wanted to accompany him as much as she could: One day was far

you up, didn’t he? Why are you sticking around here instead of going home with him?”

know you’re busy with work, Ian, but do drop by with Sage for a meal

it, Grandpa.” Ian nodded politely.

into the car, Donald held her hand and said lovingly, “Sage, stop fighting with Ian, okay? It’s always better to talk

let problems fester overnight.”

getting into the car, Sage curled up in her

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

over so that he could help smooth things out

between them.

from worrying, Sage had kept her tears at bay.

either run to your grandfather’s or my grandmother’s when you make

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