A Relentless Pursuit for Love novel Chapter 870

Chapter 869

Primrose pondered Sage’s suggestion and agreed. This time, it was her turn to give Sagea thumbs up. “As expected of my daughter. You’re tough.” Sage thought, ‘I’m tough because that’s what se*m and b*tches make me do, They could’ve taken the better path, but they insisted on the road to hell. Why not fulfill their wish?’ 

Sage drove back to the Yuriel family’s old residence. She saw Jace from a distance as soon as she entered. He was standing in the doorway smoking a cigarette, 

It was a cloudy day where dark clouds filled the sky. It felt like it was going to rain soon. 

Jace wore a light gray coat with a dark scarf around his neck. He leaned against the greenish gray stone wall and dropped his head slightly. He held the cigarette between his fingertips and looked a little lonely. 

“Look at him. He looks like he’s doing a photo shoot.” 

Primrose was stunned. “Well, putting everything else aside, your ex-husband does have a good look and body. He looks so handsome just standing casually on the street. You’re just like me in your taste in men.” 

Sage did not say anything but slowed down the car. It was rare for Sage not to refute her mother’s word. 

She felt a little sorry looking at the lonely Jace like this. It made her… She could not help but feel like loving him. 

Sigh. She blamed it on the d*mned motherly nature. 

Jace raised his head and watched the car drive by. When Sage got out of the car, he hid the cigarette behind him reflexively. 

“What are you hiding? We’ve already seen it.” Primrose exposed him mercilessly. 

Jace put off the cigarette and walked over to them. He asked Sage, “Did you go to the hospital? 

“Yeah,” Sage answered with her nasal voice. The moment she did that, he pulled a scarf from his neck and quickly wrapped it around her neck. He wrapped it carefully and even tied it in a knot. Then, he handed another scarf to Primrose. 

He actually had two scarves with him. 

Primrose thanked him but refused to take it. “I don’t want it. It’s ugly. It’ll affect my style.” 

“It’s better to be ugly than to be frozen,” a voice that came from the door said. 

Sawyer came out, and he took the scarf from Jace’s hand and wrapped it around Primrose’s neck in the same way. 

Primrose’s resistance was futile, she could only mutter, “It’s already April. Is there anyone else who wears a scarf now?” 

“What’s wrong with wearing a scarf in April? Some people wear them in June.” Sawyer did not