A Farewell After Being Reborn

Chapter 212

“No wonder she told me I didn’t have to prepare anything. Ian had already taken care of everything,” Sage brooded.

“What would’ve happened if I hadn’t agreed to come?” she asked.

Tiana responded, “Then, we’d just have to send your belongings back. Easy peasy.”

Sage was at a loss for words.

The rooms here were all unique. It was mostly styled after the ancient Aztec civilization. Even the corridor floors were made of wooden strips. Sage’s room wasn’t on the same floor as Tiana’s.

Sage found herself in a spacious room with a large bed when she opened the door. There were roses thoughtfully placed on the neatly made bed, and quite a few rose petals were scattered around. The various matching decorative items made the room look oddly romantic. Her travel–size suitcase was beside the cabinet. Sage opened it and found her swimsuit, pajamas, other clothes, skincare, and makeup products. This was undoubtedly Wanda’s handiwork. Sage realized that everyone, except herself, knew about her plans for the day. Sage changed into her swimsuit and looked at herself in the mirror. She felt a little self- conscious as it was showing too much cleavage.

She had bought this swimsuit intending to wear it to the hot springs with Ian. After Ian outright rejected her, she hid it away and never wore it again. She had no idea that she would look so… seductive and sexy.

Tiana, so she opened the door and asked, “Tiana, do you think this swimsuit-” She stopped herself short because

black trousers. It made him. look

the hot springs or enjoying the finer things in life with his employees at this

waist look incredibly slender. The black fabric accentuated her fair and slender limbs. Sage was like a human siren, captivating and soul–stirring.

Adam’s apple bobbed, and

of lan. She covered her chest and tried to close the door,

think you’re doing?” Sage

waist. His voice was hoarse as

1/2

her

“Mind your own business!” Then, she turned on her heel and went straight into the

he was when he knocked on the door. She didn’t