A Farewell After Being Reborn novel (Sage and Ian) novel Chapter 8

Sage laughed to herself. In her previous life, she’d waited for eight years to receive a divorce certificate and news of him marrying Ivy. How could he fall for her in a month in this life? 

“I just want to know whether you’d still want to get a divorce if Ian realizes how great you are and falls for you,” Linda said. 

Sage met her hopeful gaze and nodded resolutely. “Yes.” 

No matter how this life turned out, she still didn’t want to have anything to do with Ian anymore. 

She’d had enough of the bitterness of love. She wanted to stay away from Ian and start a new life! 

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After walking out of Holcomb Manor, Sage saw Ian sitting in the car with a dark expression. Despite all the trouble they’d gone to, the divorce had still fallen through. She bet Ian thought she and Linda had schemed to pull this off. 

She could already foresee Ian humiliating and interrogating her once she got into the car, so she decided to ignore him and hail a cab herself. 

“Get in the car!” Ian ordered coldly when he saw what she was up to. 

“Thanks, but no thanks. We’re going in different directions,” Sage said huffily. She was annoyed that they hadn’t managed to go through with the divorce. Why would she be dumb enough to serve herself on a silver platter for Ian to humiliate and insult her? 

“Sage Joyner!” Ian’s tone carried a hint of warning. 

“Stop fucking calling me! If you’re all that, go get the divorce over with right now!” Sage retorted angrily. 

It was her first time speaking to Ian in such a tone. It was also her first time rebuking him like this. Ian’s expression morphed into one of rage. He snorted. “Fine, then!” 

Before Sage could process what he meant by that, she saw him get out of the car and storm toward her. When she returned to her senses and turned to run, he’d already grabbed hold of her. 

“Let me go!” In her anxiety, she turned and bit him hard on the arm. 

Ian winced but didn’t let her go. Instead, he lifted her up like she was a cat and threw her into the car. 

“Drive!” he commanded Terry. 

The car had already been started; there was no way Sage could escape. She quickly pulled out her phone and aimed the camera at Ian. She warned, “If you dare lay a hand on me, I’ll call the cops and expose you!” 

“Call the cops?” Ian looked like he’d just heard a joke. He leaned close to her. As his tall stature closed the distance between them, it made Sage feel oppressed. She couldn’t help retracting her phone a little.