Chapter 752
What‘s going on? Kane asked when he saw how the veins were visible on Sage‘s forehead.
Yllal SPUITI
“You were fine just a moment ago. Where did the headache come from?” Kane frowned.
“From severe stress.”
Ross uttered deeply, “She‘s also been physically spent lately. That on top of mental stress would naturally cause a migraine.”
Luther and Kane‘s gazes were sharp as blades as they glared at Sage.
Their faces darkened.
“You‘re going to drive yourself nuts one of these days!”
Luther reached his hands out furiously in an attempt to knock Sage‘s temple but retrieved it when he thought of her migraine.
Sage was in so much pain that she was physically unable to utter a word. Laura looked at her worriedly and said, “She just took some medicine. Let‘s go outside and let her rest.”
She then placed a plate of fruits by the bedside and rubbed Sage‘s head gently.
“Have some fruits if you‘re hungry.”
Laura was an angel compared to her aggressive brothers.
Sage stretched her lips and smiled forcibly as she lied down and closed her eyes.
The rest sighed as they left the room and closed the door gently behind them.
Wayne was crouching on the ground and smoking when they came out. “How‘s the girl?”
“She took some medicine and is now resting.”
Ross asked, “I heard that it‘s all because of a hairpin?”
“Correct.”
Wayne continued, “The hairpin that was broken in half. Sage brought it to me to fix it, and I thought it couldn‘t be fixed anymore. However, it was all good when I looked at it earlier.” “All good?”
Luther was dumbfounded. He was at the scene that day, and he watched as half of the hairpin fell out from Jace‘s hand. It was even stained with blood.
The other half was in Yale‘s hand. The hairpin was snapped in half. Each of them had one half in their hands. One died, and the other survived with injuries.
It was a miracle.
Luther had goosebumps all over his body when he recalled that day. He asked Wayne, “What do you mean by all good? The two halves reconnected and became whole again?”
“Not just that, it looks like it has never even been broken.” Wayne said as he puffed out smoke into the air, his eyes squinted into two lines, “I‘ve been in this scene for decades. I‘ve seen plenty of odd things myself, but a wooden hairpin like that was a first.”
Everyone was astounded as they looked at each other.
“Grandpa, where‘s the hairpin now? Can we have a look?” Luther rubbed his palms together, excited to see the magical object.
Wayne snubbed the butt of the cigarette and gestured toward the room. “It‘s with Sage.”
Everyone looked in the same direction, their eyes filled with a myriad of emotions. Sage held the wooden hairpin in her palms, her fingers gently rubbing the pattern of the wood.
Her head still ached, and she was exhausted. Her eyes were shut, but she was unable to fall asleep.
The moment she closed her eyes, the images of Jace took over her mind immediately.
It was torturous!
Sage did not understand. Was it Jace who still refused to let her go, or was it her that refused to let it go?
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