A Farewell After Being Reborn

Chapter 273



lan didn't tell her what it was right away. Instead, he said, "Don't take my father's words to heart. He's never pleased with anyone. it's not just you." Sage chuckled. "Is that so? I think he's quite pleased with Ivy."

He remained stoic. "Uncle Ron used to be the steward of Holcomb Estate. My father trusts him, so he's got a soft spot for Ivy."

"That's none of my business." she sneered. "After all, I won't be his daughter-in-law anymore starting tomorrow. What exactly were you going to say? lan stopped beating around the bush and brought up the issue in Colville. Sage's attention was instantly piqued.

lan explained that he stopped by the police station to gather some information before he went to the hospital the day before yesterday.

"Terry looked into it, and it turns out that those two guys were just regular street racers who used to zoom around town with their crew.

"That day, they took a shortcut through the pedestrian street for a race. I've given all relevant information to the local authorities who will interrogate them and look into it. They will notify me if there are any updates."

Sage was a little skeptical. Hadn't she already turned down his offer to help the other day? "So, are you looking into this for me, or are you attempting to clear Ivy's name?"

"Sage, what does this have to do with Ivy? I'm looking into this because you're eager to find out the truth."

lan grimaced. "I let all your nonsense slide in the past. Why did you say that in front of Dad? How on earth did you get the impression that I would marry Ivy?"

Because it happened in her previous life. "In my previous life, you divorced me for Ivy and didn't allow me to leave the psychiatric hospital because you were afraid that I would ruin your wedding," she brooded.

Sage figured he just hadn't realized he had feelings for Ivy because she wasn't stirring up any trouble in this life. "Didn't you go to Ivy after you drank the spiked soup Grandma had someone send over last time?" she asked.

lan sneered. "Sage, do you seriously think so lowly of me?"

Usually, she did not. But he was drugged, and she didn't give in. Hence, she wasn't sure what he would do under its influence. Plus, she hadn't heard from him for two days back then. Then, she stumbled upon Ivy's posts on social media.

He could tell what was on her mind.

He couldn't help but grip her chin and say through gritted teeth, "I went to the hospital when that happened. Do you want me to pull up the medical records and show you? So you asked Delilah to cause a scene because you thought I wa with Ivy all those days?"

lan was furious. "Ivy told me that Uncle Ron wanted to have dinner with me that day. When I went over Uncle Ron had something to do and left, sotvy was the only one there! Since you were so concerned that you sent Delilah to cause a scene, why didn't you just ask me about what had happened?" Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

It turned out that lan didn't go to meet Ivy alone. Ivy's social media post was specifically aimed at her- she just wanted to rile Sage up. She would undoubtedly fall for it at Delila's instigation. Ivy genuinely knew how to push her buttons.

Sage could only blame herself for being stupid in her previous life. She couldn't see through all these mind games. Sage shook lan's hand off and said, "I didn't ask Delilah to do anything. She went off on her own to stir up trouble for me."

Sage calmed down a little. "lan, I

know you're looking into the incident at Colville for me and patiently explaining all this to me because you don't want to get a divorce. But ask yourself this-how much longer do you think our marriage would last if I didn't mention divorce?"

"That's true. Of course, you wouldn't bring it up yourself," she said sarcastically. "You would just push me to my limit with your cold, distant demeanor until I couldn't take it anymore. Then, I'd either pick a fight with you or just suggest ending our marriage by myself."


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