A Farewell After Being Reborn

lan couldn't figure out why Sage was so cold to him. It was obvious she had feelings for him, but she refused to let go of her grudges for some reason.

“lan, is Mrs. Holcomb still planning to divorce you?" Calvin asked cautiously since he didn't get an answer.

He happened to overhear Sage saying that she didn't want to delay the divorce for even a single day before he knocked on the door. He was a little surprised that although Sage would disregard her safety for lan, she was unwilling to give him a chance to make things right.

lan's face turned grim when he heard Calvin's question. “It's not like I can't live without her. If she insists on getting a divorce, I won't force her to stay.”

“Is that so?" Calvin cocked his brow. “Come on, lan. Let's be real. Mrs. Holcomb is drop-dead gorgeous and has a great personality. Plus, she plays those drums like nobody's business.

“It's understandable for you to be reluctant to let her go. I told you to take her out for some fresh air the other day. Have you made any plans yet?"

day after tomorrow. But she said she wants to hang out with her best friend and

you should find a way to invite Mrs. Holcomb's friend

for your actions just because you're saying all these things? How could you not help Sage when she got into trouble at the bar? You were at

his fault. He kept lan on tenterhooks by not telling him the address, and

mess with you. I didn't expect you to be resourceful enough to find the bar yourself. You even managed to beat up the hooligans for Mrs. Holcomb! But lan, how'd you figure out where

scornful look. "You tagged the location in your stories.” Calvin smacked his forehead. He had posted a moment shortly after he arrived, but he had

butter up to lan. "Mrs. Holcomb will definitely see your strengths all over again once she

a single good

said. "You're so outstanding, lan. There's no way Mrs. Holcomb doesn't know that. But she's dealing with some stuff right now. Once you help her resolve them, she won't be

get your waist checked, lan. Mrs. Holcomg is still waiting for you