Sage couldn't help but sneer when she noticed Ian's displeasure and accusatory tone. "Why can't I stick up for him? I told you last time that I intend to move on with him."Ian was rendered speechless. After all, she had indeed told him on the phone last time that she wanted to move on. He recalled the way Shane had put his arm around her. It was so natural, and she didn't resist at all. Yet, she would recoil at even the slightest touch from him, as if she was afraid that he would take advantage of her. Ian wondered why she wasn't wary of Shane."So you're in such a hurry to get a divorce just to be with him?" he asked with a hardened expression. His grip on her foot tightened slightly. "Ouch!" Sage yanked her foot back. "And what if I am?"Her words made him furious. "Do you think he'll fall for you just because you're interested in him? Even if he does, his family would never accept a divorced woman like you into their family!"Sage chuckled and raised her head. "That's my bu
The only one she could expose right now was Delilah. After all, she was working for Ivy, and there was evidence to back that up."Delilah teamed up with Ivy. You said you'd look into it. Did you?" she asked coldly.Ian was caught off guard for a moment. "I've been busy lately. I haven't had a chance.""Busy? That's such a lame excuse! You never believed me! I'm sure you think I'm just badmouthing Ivy!" Sage then shoved Ian. However, she wasn't strong enough to even make him stumble, so she kicked him out of frustration. Ian let go of her because he cared about her sprained ankle and didn't want to hurt her further. "Ian Holcomb, whenever it comes to Ivy Shekdotter, you always choose to believe her and not me. In that case, why don't you just give me a clean break? After all, divorce would be a relief for the both of us!" With that, she hopped into the bedroom and locked the door.Apart from the first night, Ian had been sleeping on the couch in the living room, probably because
That was such a stupid question! He wouldn't have asked Calvin if he knew what he had done wrong! "Stop beating around the bush and just spit it out!" Ian snapped.Calvin covered his ringing ears. "Ian, answer me this first. Do you think Mrs. Holcomb was behind what happened last time?"Ian didn't answer him. Instead, he recounted the details of that evening. Sage was very upset with Ivy before they went to the drugstore. When they arrived, she picked out the medication and paid for it on her own. "Then, for some reason, she calmed down and said she wanted to buy some pastries. She stayed in the car while I went to get them, and yes, she did touch the bag of medications." "So… you do think it's her doing?" Calvin inquired.Ian didn't like the way he phrased that. "I was just stating the facts. The truth hasn't come to light yet, and I never said she was behind it."Calvin sighed once more. "But after what you've said, it sounds to me like you're blaming Mrs. Holcomb. So, one of
Ian fell silent. When Sage injured her hand, and he accompanied her to the hospital to change the dressing, the doctor also said that nothing should be more important than one's spouse. She also criticized him for being an incompetent husband because he wasn't aware of his wife's injury, and because he failed to be there for her. So… was it really his fault?…Sage showered and was about to hit the hay when she heard a knock on the door. "Are you asleep? Can we talk?" Ian's cold voice asked from outside the door. The two of them just had a heated argument, and she had almost been taken advantage of. Sage had no intention of going through that again."I'm exhausted and sleepy. Let's talk about it tomorrow," she responded coldly.Initially, she assumed Ian would insist on her opening the door, or perhaps even threaten her. But to her surprise, he didn't. "Alright then. Get some rest." Then, everything went quiet. Sage was surprised. She couldn't believe that he had just given
Sage sat down at the table. The aroma of the soup was very pleasant. It seemed well-cooked, but she was still a little apprehensive. She was afraid it would be inedible. Sage took a spoonful and hesitantly extended her tongue under Ian's watchful gaze. But before she took a sip, she looked into his deep eyes and set down her spoon. "It's too hot. I'll have the eggs first."The boiled eggs seemed relatively safe. It couldn't be that bad. However, Ian could tell what she was thinking. "The soup isn't poisonous!" He drank a large spoonful in front of her. Sage felt slightly relieved. She dropped the peeled egg into the soup and took a cautious bite. Fortunately, it was edible. Even though the soup was a little runny and salty, it was otherwise fine. Sage was still focused on the soup when Ian calmly said, "I know you don't have any feelings for Shane. I didn't mean to look down on you when I said his family wouldn't accept a divorced woman."His tone was calm as he continued, "I
Sage also looked into his eyes. He seemed serious, and his eyes were filled with anticipation. Ian had never apologized to her, nor had he ever shown such a humble side of himself to her.An inexplicable bitterness crept into her heart. She had always thought that she would no longer be affected by his words, nor would she be moved by his pathetic guilt and reluctance. Yet, she still felt bitter at this moment.It was as if one had a wound when one was a child and hoped that someone would notice it and care about it. However, the other party only noticed it when they reached adulthood. It was bittersweet melancholy. One would feel touched, but because too much time had passed, the wound had weathered and could not be healed anymore. "Do you seriously think there's any point in saying all these things now, Ian?" she asked."Why wouldn't there be?" Ian responded. "I admit that I didn't want to accept this marriage at first, but now that we've been married for a year, I've gotten u
Obviously, Sage was delighted. After being stuck in Morita for so many days, she was itching to get back home. After packing their bags, the group set off for Haldon that evening. Ian listened to Terry's reports about work throughout the journey. Even after boarding the plane, he was still busy attending to work-related matters. Even though the couple sat together, they didn't talk to each other. Sage welcomed the tranquility. After eating and drinking to her heart's content, she reclined her seat and drifted off to sleep. After what seemed like a long nap, she woke up feeling a bit woozy and nauseated as the plane encountered some turbulence. Could it be that she had gotten airsick from being seated for so long? But she had never been airsick before."What's wrong? Are you okay?" Ian's voice came from beside her. Sage opened her eyes and noticed he was still sitting in the same position, a document in his hand. "I'm okay." She nodded. But when she tried to sit up, she felt th
The flight attendant was visibly taken aback, probably because she hadn't expected the couple, who hadn't said a word to each other since boarding the plane, to be married. "Oh, come on! How could you be so rude? She's just giving you her number. It's not like she's attempting to— Ugh. Let go! Let me go!" Before Sage could finish her sentence, Ian wrapped his arm around her throat, causing her to cough.He loosened his grip and sternly told the flight attendant, "Get me your purser."The flight attendant could tell what he was going to do. Blood drained from her face in an instant. "I apologize, sir. I didn't mean to. Please don't report me!"The woman looked so pitiful with tears streaming down her cheeks. Initially, Sage wanted to speak up and help her out, but she hastily shut her mouth when she felt Ian's hold on her neck tighten.The couple was in first class, after all. The commotion soon caught the attention of the purser, who promptly figured out what had happened. After