When she first graduated, she did mention that she wanted to work in his office. She wanted to be close to him and see him every day. Sage was surprised that Ian remembered what she had said.However, she was not interested in working anywhere near his office now. In fact, she wanted to stay as far away from him as possible! However, she was aware he wouldn't buy it. There were less than 10 days left until their divorce. There was no need to argue with him anymore. Hence, she slid into the driver's seat without another word. Sage was about to start the car when Ian got into the passenger seat."Where do you think you're going? I haven't finished talking to you," he fumed.Sage looked at him coldly. "What else do you have to say? If it's about the job, thanks, but no thanks. I'm not interested in any position in your office. Whoever wants it can have it."Ian gritted his teeth when he noticed her impatience. "What the hell do you want, Sage?""I want you to get the hell out of my
"Sage, your Uncle Owen said he was able to seal the deal this time because Ian helped him out. It looks like Ian really cares about you," Donald said with a smile."Grandpa, I know you want to ease the tension between Ian and me, but it's really not necessary," Sage said solemnly. "You were right about what you said last time. I'm very stubborn about the people and things I care about, and I don't give up easily. But once I've made up my mind, I rarely change it."Indeed, I can't just flip a switch and erase all my feelings for Ian overnight, but I've thought things through. I used to be so selfish. I wanted to hold on to the things I wanted. But I've realized that I'll only hurt myself by holding onto them too tightly. So, I'll set both Ian and myself free."His granddaughter's somber expression tugged at his heartstrings. "It looks like my Sage is all grown up now."Growing up was a good thing. It meant that she was more mature and level-headed in dealing with problems. But as he
"What are you worried about, then?" Linda asked knowingly. "I'm assuming you still haven't changed your mind about divorcing Ian?"Sage didn't answer her question. Instead, she apologized. "I'm sorry, Grandma. I didn't realize Uncle Owen and Aunt Susan would go and bother you last time. I must've caused you a lot of distress, didn't I?"Linda let out a soft sigh when she heard that. "I wasn't bothered by their visit. However, I wished what they said was true—that you wouldn't divorce Ian."Sage fell silent because that was something she couldn't do.Of course, Linda understood what her silence meant. "Sage, you promised you wouldn't bring up divorce before my birthday, but you still got your hands on the divorce agreement. Did Ian do something to upset you again?" Linda continued, "I've been waiting for you to confide in me, but you haven't called me until now."Sage used to complain to Linda quite frequently, which caused her a great deal of trouble. Sage apologized again. "Th
However, the situation was reversed at the moment. Sage had turned Linda down despite her offering to help. Sage might actually leave her grandson if he remained indifferent and unattentive.Linda realized that she needed to make them spend more time together. Making up her mind, she said, "Alright then, I won't worry about it anymore. By the way, it's been a while since I've had your mille crepe cake, Sage. Could you make it for me? I'll have someone come over to pick it up tomorrow morning."Sage used to be a spoiled young lady who never did any household chores. But she decided to enroll in cooking classes and learn how to prepare meals and desserts after stumbling upon nonsense like "the way to a man's heart is through his stomach" in books.Consequently, she prepared delicious meals every day for Ian. However, he never showed up, even after the food was cold. Even if he did show up, he only ate very little. Hence, her efforts were always in vain.Fortunately, this skill eventu
Ian, who had been busy in the study, walked in after she showered and finished her skincare routine. Sage didn't want to talk to him, so she closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.The sound of running water could be heard from the bathroom. Shortly after, it stopped and Ian got into the bed.Sage lay perfectly still, attempting to make herself invisible. But the next thing she knew, the covers were being pulled off her. Before she could react, Ian got on top of her."What the hell are you doing?" she asked angrily, opening her eyes.His arms were propped up on either side of Sage, and his ink-black eyes were unreadable. "Didn't you resent me for not fulfilling my duties as a husband? I'm making it up to you now.""Ian Holcomb, are you out of your mind?" Sage pushed him, but he wouldn't budge.All of a sudden, she remembered the self-defense techniques Michael had taught her. When Ian showed no signs of backing away and looked like he was going to force himself on her, Sage r
Her brows knitted together when she noticed the way the sender had addressed her despite the unsaved number. Sage had a fairly good idea who the sender was."Sage, I'm at Above & Beyond. I ordered your favorite cocktail. I miss our nights out drinking together." Sure enough, it was Delilah. Sage assumed she would stop bothering her after their last gathering. Yet, here she was, reaching out to her again. There was no way she actually cared about their friendship.Above & Beyond was one of the most luxurious bars in Haldon. Delilah often held parties there to pretend that she was rolling in it. However, Sage was always the one who had to foot the bill. Could it be that she had one too many drinks and suddenly remembered her "ATM"? "Sage, you said you'd never be mad at me. You also said you'd give me a chance even if you were. Why did you go back on your word?" She did say that. Back then, she truly regarded Delilah as her best friend. She was naive to think that their friendship
Delilah kept apologizing to Sage and seeking reconciliation. She also promised to always consider her feelings and opinions in the future.Sage wasn't in the mood to deal with Delilah, so she made up a few excuses and hung up on her. Feeling uneasy, she sent a message to her grandfather, asking him to warn her uncle not to be overly ambitious.Exhaustion swept over her after she took care of these things. So, she laid back on her bed and soon drifted off to sleep on the newly changed bedding.Sage was fast asleep when she felt something heavy on her waist. She tried to shake it off, but it wouldn't budge. When she opened her eyes, she noticed that Ian had slipped back into the room. His arm was resting on her waist, and she was facing him with her head nestled against his shoulder. The first thing that came into view was his sharp jawline.Even though both of them were in their own blankets, she still felt uncomfortable being in such an intimate position. Hence, she abruptly push
"Sage Joyner, did you just call me stupid?" Ian couldn't help but lose his temper because of her constant nitpicking."Are you sure you're not stupid? After all, you can't even handle such a simple task," Sage said.It seemed like the old her had thought of Ian as overly perfect and capable. If she had discovered his clumsiness earlier, she might not have liked him as much.He snatched the rolling pin back from her when he noticed her shaking her head and sighing again. He ordered, "Stay out of it! I'll do it!"Sage rolled her eyes. Ian was still as competitive as ever. Ian was the kind of person who couldn't handle minor setbacks."Fine. I'll be waiting for your results then." Sage removed her apron. "Do you need me to tie it for you too?"Ian looked at him coldly to express his disdain. However, Sage didn't push it. Instead, she told him that since Wanda wasn't home, if he soiled his clothes he'd have to wash them himself. Then, she folded her hands, leaned back, and watched as