A Relentless Pursuit for Love novel Chapter 63

Chapter 63

On the drive home, Sage sat at the back of the car with her lips pressed tightly together. She did not say anything.

The atmosphere in the car was tense.

Hunter, who was behind the wheel was tense. He was trying his best to drive carefully so as not to cause Sage any discomfort. He did not wish to be caught in the crossfire.

Hunter had been working with Sage, and he knew Sage’s temperament all too well.

If she went to great lengths to argue with a person, it meant that she was not angry nor was she provoked by the argument. If, however, she was silent, like how she was now, it meant that she was fuming with rage and that one had to tread lightly around her.

Upon reaching Rosa Garden, Hunter got out of the car and opened the door for Sage. Getting down from the car, Sage said, “Get some rest. Come pick me up at eight in the moming tomorrow.”

“Yes, ma’am,” replied Hunter. Carefully studying Sage’s expression, he added worriedly, “Ma’am, I know that you’re still upset about what happened earlier. Would you like me to contact Mr. Jace and have him sell us the enamel plates at the price of his choosing?”

Furrowing her brows, Sage glanced at him coldly. “Do you have a lot of free time on your hands?”

Hunter shook his head frantically. “I’m sorry.” Luckily for Hunter, Sage did not mind his transgression.

As soon as Sage was out of sight, Hunter let out a sigh of relief and cursed himself silently. “You and your big mouth.”

After Hunter had left in his car, a black sedan pulled up on the road opposite Rosa Garden.

The car window rolled down revealing Jace’s calm and composed face.

“This is the Norah residence?” asked Jace in a soft voice.

“Yes, Sir,” Zayne replied as he went through the information on his tablet. “This land was formerly a well-known rose garden. Sawyer Norah… I mean the madam’s dad, who had purchased the land, had built his residence there. It is called Norah residence or Rosa Garden”

Jace responded with a soft, “Okay,” and looked toward Rosa Garden. Most of the rooms were brightly lit, and Jace wondered which room belonged to Sage.

He almost felt as if he would know her room on sight. He guessed that her room must be painted with warm colors, and it would be filled with the alluring scent of roses. Her room would be tidy and clean, and it would feel like home.

For some reason, Jace’s heart was suddenly filled with feelings of longing and regret.