A Farewell After Being Reborn

After calling a tow truck to tow her car back, Sage took a taxi back to Solaris Estate.

The moment she entered, Wanda hurried over. “Mrs. Holcomb, your aunt is here. She’s making a stew right now. She insisted on cooking for you and even kicked me out of the kitchen.”

Sage’s brows furrowed. What was Susan doing here for no reason?

“Sage is back!” Susan came out of the kitchen after hearing the commotion outside. “I just made some herbal stew. It smells delicious. You can eat it in a bit.

“By the way, Ian called me earlier. He’s on his way back from work and should reach home

soon.”

Sage got straight to the point. “What are you doing here, Aunt Susan?”

Susan said, “Oh, silly girl. I’ve treated you as my own since you were a child. I’m visiting my daughter’s home because I want to see her, of course.

“Didn’t you say Ian rarely comes home for dinner nowadays? I thought I’d come over to personally cook for you and have Ian join us, too. That’s a win–win situation!”

What did Susan mean by “treat her as her own“? Susan had never been kind to her when they were in private!

It looked like Susan still hadn’t given up on what happened at Pacific Group last time. Or maybe Susan was here to get some information after hearing that Donald intended to change Maven Corporation’s management.

While Sage was deep in thought, the roaring of a car engine sounded outside the was back.

Wanda went over to open the door.

1. se. lan

Ian soon appeared in the doorway. He had a small box in hand and was dressed in a black suit, looking smart as ever. Even though he had been busy the whole day, there was still no hint of exhaustion on his face.

When Ian saw Sage, his eyes glirited as if he was waiting for her to greet him.

Sage wasn’t going to go kiss Ian’s ass right now.

When she thought about the unpleasant events from the past couple of days, she ignored

Jan and went upstairs to change her clothes.

“You must be tired from working, lan. Come sit down and rest.” Susan went up to greet Ian. enthusiastically

“I had someone buy good herbs to make this stew for you two. It’ll boost your immune system. Remember to have seconds later, fan.”

Sage felt really awkward upon hearing this. “You’re the guest here, Aunt Susan. You should sit and rest. Let Wanda handle the kitchen matters.”

“That just won’t do. You haven’t had my cooking in ages, of course I’ll need to cook for you! By the way, I’ve already put lan’s items back into the room.”

Susan put on a disciplinary tone. “You’ve been spoiled by your grandfather, child. Tossing Ian’s things out all because you’re angry at him. You can’t do this next time!”

Sage was speechless but also respected how thick–skinned her aunt was. Still, she didn’t bother arguing with her, or else her grandfather heard about it and started worrying.

Sage went upstairs to get some clothes from the closet. But then she noticed that Ian’s clothes were in there, too..

Footsteps rang out from behind her. She turned around to see Ian walking in.

“It’s more convenient to leave the clothes here,” Ian said lightly. “Didn’t you always nag about pairing my outfits for me? This will be your responsibility from now on.” This is from NôvelDrama.Org.

Sage found it incredibly amusing. She used to imagine coming up with daily outfits for lan as his wife, but Ian never liked the idea of it. He even put his clothes in another room, not even giving her a chance to touch them.

But now he was moving back in and even letting her pair his clothes? “What is the meaning of this, Ian Holcomb?” Sage asked, staring at him.