A Farewell After Being Reborn

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 eventually came in handy because she could prepare desserts for her grandfather and grandmother–in–law.

Sage ensured her desserts wouldn’t be too sweet or heavy since the elderly couldn’t consume too much sugar or grease. This meant that Donald and Linda could eat them without worrying about their health.

Sage hadn’t cooked in this lifetime yet. However, since Linda had requested it, she readily agreed. “Sure!”

“Also, you promised that you would get along with Ian. Please don’t lie to me again.”

Sage understood her concerns and responded perfunctorily, “I won’t.”

Initially, she planned to spend the night at her grandfather’s place. But after Linda’s phone call, she drove back to Solaris Estate.

Sage was surprised to find Ian sitting on the couch in the living room when she walked in. She was about to ask Wanda to prepare some ingredients for her but stopped in her tracks.

He was probably still upset about the incident from this afternoon because his face was expressionless. Yet, his eyes lit up briefly when he noticed her.

“Aren’t you supposed to be at Grandma’s place?” she asked, puzzled.

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“I arrived at Holcomb Manor alone. Grandma didn’t see you and assumed I must’ve bullied you, so she scolded and kicked me out.” His tone was harsh. “Did you do this on purpose, Sage? Did you not show up on purpose even though you knew about this just so I’d get scolded by Grandma?”

Sage scoffed. “Don’t be ridiculous. I had no idea we were meeting Grandma for dinner tonight.” She thought that he deserved whatever telling off he had gotten. With that, she headed toward the kitchen. All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

“I’ll have spaghetti without onions,” he said. For some reason, his tone softened.

Sage turned to look at him, puzzled.

“What? Aren’t you going to cook me something since you know I haven’t eaten dinner? 1 thought you were aware that Wanda took the day off.”

She cursed him under her breath. Was he out of his mind?

“Mr. Holcomb, if the thought of lifting your precious hands pains you so much, please order takeout or hire a chef to grace your doorstep,” Sage quipped. “I’m not your housekeeper, and I’m not obligated to cook for you.”

His forehead creased. “Oh, so now cooking for your husband is considered beneath you? Then, why were you so enthusiastic about it in the past? I remember someone insisted on cooking even when I explicitly said I wasn’t hungry.”

Sage sneered, “Since you claim to be my husband, Mr. Holcomb, let me ask you, have you ever bothered to fulfill your duties as a husband? Have you ever given a damn about your wife’s feelings, and have you ever appreciated the effort I put into the warm meals I cooked for you?

“Frankly, you’ve never acted like a husband. So why on earth do you feel entitled to demand that I continue to play the role of the perfect wife?”

Ian was rendered speechless. “Why are you going into the kitchen, then?”

“I’m making a mille crepe cake for Grandma.” Then, she turned around and walked away.

As he watched Sage’s slender figure disappear into the kitchen, multiple emotions swirled inside Ian. Why was she unwilling to cook for him now?

That evening, Sage set the mille crepe cake batter in the refrigerator to rest for tomorrow. Then, she prepared a low–sugar filling for the cake. After that, she went upstairs.