A Farewell After Being Reborn

Chapter 162

Tiana sounded cool over the phone. “He’ll be off work early tomorrow. I’ll ask him by then.”

She added, “I have something to do now. Let’s meet over dinner if you’re free tomorrow!”

“Sure.” Sage stretched after ending the call with Tiana and headed to the bathroom.

She wanted to admire her new cool and sassy self in the mirror. However, she only saw a woman with tousled hair in her reflection. Her face appeared clean, with only some makeup residue in the corners of her eyes.

She had fallen asleep in the car last night, so she assumed that Ian had hastily wiped her face with a towel after carrying her into the room. Being a man, he clearly had no idea how to properly remove makeup.

Even so, she couldn’t believe that he had done this. He was obviously in a foul mood at the bar last night. It was already a miracle that he didn’t confront her. Why would he patiently clean her face for her?

But then, she told herself that she didn’t have anything to thank him for. After all, she had taken care of him when he was drunk. She had cleaned his body and removed his clothes. countless times before… It was at that moment she realized that she was in her pajamas. Did Ian help her change?

call him. When she turned around to get her phone, she noticed a suspicious

away

red mark was around the size of a thumb. Although it had been inconspicuously hidden under her hair, it was now crystal clear

not experienced hickeys, she had seen them planted on

by her boyfriend. She remembered that those marks were dark red

match that description, she let out a sigh

that Ian wasn’t a despicable man who would take advantage of her when she was drunk. But as for the pajamás… Sage made her way

asked, “Wanda, did you help me change last night?”

from the drinking, so Mr. Holcomb wanted

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Ian to ask about the pajamas, or he might have sneered and laughed

Wanda,” said Sage before heading upstairs for a bath. She did not notice Wanda hanging her head in

approved. Seated next to lan in the president’s office at the Holcomb Corporation’s building, he suggested, “Ian, we haven’t had a drink at the bar for a while. How about