Chapter 83
Sage replied, “Normal married couples get into fights and stop talking to one another, too.
see you.” Now we’re in the aftermath of a fight, and I don’t want to see
Ian asked, “What was our fight about?”
“Did you forget? Who was it that behaved rudely outside the sports complex two days ago and embarrassed my friend?”
Ian snorted. “Why did I need to act courteously in front of someone who was eyeing up my wife?”
“What is wrong with you?” Sage didn’t like hearing lan insulting Michael. “Why would a bright young man set his eyes on a married woman like me?”
Ian stared coldly at Sage. “You’re still defending him? Who do you think knows men better, you or me?
Sage looked at his ugly expression and suddenly understood something. “Were you jealous because you thought another man was eyeing your wife?”
No wonder Ian would suggest they live together like a normal married couple. His possessiveness was triggered!
Ian had gotten fed up with Sage’s constant admiration of him, but now that he sensed. someone else might snatch her away, he was upset,
What a pathetic behavior.
Ian sensed Sage’s disdain and said coldly, “I just didn’t want to see you continue fuss. I want to give both of us a chance to have some peace and quiet.”
Why did Ian have to justify his pathetic behavior?
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Sage said, “Fine, we can have some peace and quiet. Never talk to me again from now on.”
She then tossed her pillow on the chaise lounge and lay down, her back facing Ian.
Ian held back as he looked at Sage’s distant figure. He then started reading a book.
“The light’s too bright. I can’t sleep. Switch it off!” Sage said in an impatient tone after Ian finished reading two pages.
Ian ground his teeth in response to Sage’s clear provocation. He set the book down and
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switched off the main lights in the bedroom, leaving only a small nightlight near the
headboard.
The room immediately quietened in the dim light.
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Ian was unable to fall asleep either due to the lingering fragrance in the bed or the earlier- than–usual bedtime.
After some time, he thought Sage had fallen asleep.
He got off the bed and looked at her. She was curled into a ball, face buried in her pillow. Her breathing was slow and even. It seemed like she really had fallen asleep.
Sage seemed peaceful, with not a trace of rebelliousness on her face whatsoever.
Ian didn’t disturb her. He took his phone and book from the bedside table and went to the study.
After he left, Sage opened her eyes.
Unlike the exhaustion she felt the other night, she was unable to fall asleep as fast.
Ian had only been in the bedroom for a short while, yet Sage felt like his presence had dominated the entire space. She had loved her for many years, after all, and this was a scenario she had longed to happen.
Sage couldn’t deny the beating of her heart when it was just the two of them in the bedroom. But she had to keep her mind clear and not fall back into what happened in her previous life.
No one could hurt her so long as Sage didn’t fall for them.
She suppressed her thoughts and forced herself to go to sleep.
The next morning, Sage woke up to find herself in bed.
She had found it strange the last time it happened. She had no sleep–walking issues, so how would she have ended up on the bed? Her pillow was here, too.
This repeated occurrence convinced Sage that Ian had something to do with it.
After cleaning up, she went downstairs to find that Ian was still at home. He was drinking coffee while looking through some paperwork.
Ian was dressed in a white button–up and was sitting, relaxed. The morning sunlight
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streamed through the window walls and lit up his flawless features. It made him look gentler.
Sage
couldn’t deny that lan perfectly fit her definition of handsomeness, no matter which angle she looked at him from.
