A Farewell After Being Reborn

Ian thought he had dialed the wrong number when he heard her comettish, but urgent, voice. He looked at his phone and confirmed that it was Sage on the line.

However, she had been distant and indifferent toward him recently. Her sudden change in attitude suggested she was in serious trouble and needed help.

“Where are you?” he asked calmly.

Sage told him the location of the restaurant. Ian didn’t ask who she was with or why she was there. Instead, he simply said, “I’ll pick you up in a bit.”

Sage felt a wave of relief wash over her after hanging up the phone. Giselle and Shane were too difficult to deal with, and she didn’t want to get involved in their love–hate relationship. Ian’s

call couldn’t have come at a better time.

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Ms. Rosethorn,” Sage said solemnly. “I’m telling you the truth. Shane doesn’t like me, and he never will. Honestly, you’re young, beautiful, and wealthy. Why don’t you move on and find someone who is better suited for you?”

Since she had been reborn, she always advised people not to be obsessed with love and romance. Sage believed that there was so much more to life and that revolving around a man was a very stupid thing to do. After all, doing so would never win a man’s love.

However, her well–intended words were not well received by Giselle. Instead, the young lady looked like she had anticipated Sage’s refusal.

“I’ve got my own plans, Ms. Joyner, and I don’t need you to lecture me,” Giselle said lowly. “I can’t believe you just gave me the runaround when I sincerely asked you for advice!

“Let me repeat myself. I’m not giving up on Shane! Mr. Morrison Senior made it clear that I was the only one who could be his daughter–in–law. None of the other women stood a chance.

Sage let out a soft sigh. She had said something similar to Ivy in the past, but it had fallen on deaf ears. In the end, she was just fooling herself.

Sage didn’t want to waste her breath on Giselle anymore. “I’ll wish you all the best then, Ms. Rosethorn. My husband is almost here. Please excuse me,” she said before heading toward the yard.

Yet, Shane chased after her and stood in her way. “Why are you leaving already when you haven’t driven her away?”

Sage shot daggers at him. “Ian’s here to pick me up. If you’re that upset about it, why don’t you go crash his car again? You could also pick a fight with him. Anyhow, I’m not obligated to

cater to your whims!”

She paused before continuing, “Besides, Ms. Rosethorn is a great woman. If you’re genuinely. not interested in her, be upfront with your and her parents. Don’t lead her on and leave her hanging!”

A sly grin spread across his face when he heard that. “Alright.”

Before she could wrap her head around what he meant by that, Shane abruptly grabbed her hand and begged, “Please don’t go! She’s really not my fiancée. The engagement was decided by our parents. I wasn’t even present that day!”

Sage was dumbstruck. Realization dawned on her when she spotted Giselle approaching them. Sage shook him off and snarled, “What the hell is wrong with you, Shane? Are you done playing around?”

Shane had a pained expression on his face. “Why don’t you believe me? How could you leave with another man so easily?”

Sage was both amused and infuriated. “It’s such a shame you didn’t join the entertainment industry, Shane Morrison.”