A Farewell After Being Reborn のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 291 - チャプター 300

"Thank you for giving me a heads up, Priscilla. I'll be mindful," Sage thanked Priscilla. Afterward, the two chatted for a while longer before ending their call. After hanging up the phone, Sage furrowed her brows. If someone had really been planning her abduction, there would've been no avoiding the fact that Ivy was involved somehow. After all, Ivy was the only one who had beef with her. When she thought of how she had nearly been raped, Sage clenched her fist. She would retaliate with everything she had against Ivy. Trying hard to calm herself, Sage walked into the living room. "Sage, I've prepared a fruit platter and your favorite fruit salad. Come have a taste!" Delilah brought a fruit platter out and greeted her casually. Sage chased her out coldly. "Delilah, my advice for you is to stop wasting your time here. I'll never be fooled again by your deceiving appearances."You don't have to deny it or pretend to be pitiful. Since I've said this, it means I am aware of what y

Sage was entertained by Michael and decided to give him a call. "So you're working hard to make money just to pay off your debt to me?" "Of course not!" Michael explained rather nervously, "I'm just…" Halfway through his explanation, Michael realized he didn't know what to say next. Thus, he changed the topic entirely. "Sage, I heard the production team say that there'll be a formal dinner if we get into the top 30. I will be able to bring a friend. If I manage to get in, will you come?" Sage laughed. "Of course." Seeing a normal person transform into an idol right before her eyes was a unique experience. She couldn't pass up the opportunity!…The next day, as Sage climbed lazily out of bed, she saw that Josephine and Linda had each given her a call. She had put her phone on silent last night, so she hadn't heard it ring. Sage hastily returned Linda's call. "Grandma, are you looking for me?" Linda asked her to make a trip to Holcolm Manor in hurried tones. Not knowing what

Seeing his feeble movements, Sage didn't continue pissing him off and said, "Why are you getting up if you're feeling unwell? Lay back down." "Come help me over," Ian said. Sage didn't say refuse. She walked over to help him back into bed. A computer was placed by his bedside table. He probably worked in bed too. "I'm thirsty," said Ian. Considering that he was sick, Sage went outside to get some water for him. However, the water here was all refrigerated. There wasn't even room-temperature water, let alone warm water. Sage therefore boiled some water with a kettle. The suite was equipped with a simple kitchen. However, it was spotless. Clearly, no one had ever touched it. Did that mean that Ian didn't even make the porridge after calling her to ask for the recipe? After the water boiled, Sage poured Ian a glass of it. When she brought it into the room, she saw Ian typing away on his computer. Sage complained, "It's not like you can finish your work now. Why don't you res

Anger surged within her. Sage felt angry and frustrated. Although Ian was sick, his strength still wasn't something that Sage could compete with. In addition, it was as though Ian had been provoked by something. He held her so hard it felt like her bones were going to shatter, and her lips were swollen from his biting. It was clear that continuing to struggle wouldn't benefit Sage. She could only give up and allow Ian to do whatever he wanted. Initially, she thought that Ian would let her go immediately. However, he must have wanted to punish her. In addition to kissing her lips, he caught hold of her tongue and sucked it furiously. "Ouch!" Sage hissed in pain and tears fell from her eyes. She punched Ian, and he finally let go of her lips. Sage panted loudly and glared at him furiously. Ian also stared at her, breathing heavily. His eyes were bright as he asked hoarsely, "Does it hurt?" Scared that he would continue his rampage, Sage suppressed her frustration. She didn't

Maybe he was afraid that Sage would wake up if he was too rough with her, so the mark wasn't too dark. Apparently, Tiana was right. Ian had taken advantage of her again. It happened twice when Sage was taking a rest at the chaise longue. It happened again when she fell asleep on the bed. Those marks she got were most probably his handiwork. Indeed, a man's physical strength and his mind were two different things that could be controlled at will. He didn't have much feelings for her, but he still yearned for her touch. After showering and removing her makeup, she found that the water she boiled earlier was now just warm enough to be consumed with the medicine. She took two fever pills and a glass of water before returning to the bedroom. Ian was still in the position he had been in when he fell asleep earlier. He was frowning a little, and there was a hint of red on his chapped lips from her lipstick. Sage felt like pouring the glass of water over his face when she remembered