Chapter 146


    The box didn’t seem like it contained jewelry, but rather some kind of ornament. Sage walked over and


    opened it, revealing an exquisitely crafted bunny–shaped deskmp. It was made of crystal and red


    gemstones adorned its eyes.


    When she pressed the switch, the bunny emitted a soft white glow from its body, while its eyes glowed


    a faint red. It was a beautiful and unique sight.


    Recalling that night at the restaurant where she had reached out to touch a bunny -shapedntern, she


    thought that Ian must have guessed that she liked bunnies and brought this back for her.


    Although Sage didn’t want to ept anything from Ian, this bunny was


    undeniably adorable. It would be a shame to throw it away, so she ced it on her


    bedside table.


    After a tiring afternoon of training, Sage indulged in a rxing bath. When she emerged from the


    bathroom, Wanda informed her that dinner was ready. With a towel wrapped around her head, Sage


    put on somefortable loungewear as she headed downstairs for dinner.


    Ian happened toe out of the study at the same time and was stunned by her attire. He cast several


    questioning looks in her direction.


    Her skin was rosy and delicate, andbined with the pink towel wrapped around her head, this made


    her look charming and innocent. Ian had an


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    irresistible urge to walk over and pinch her cheeks.


    Noticing him staring, Sage shot him a nonchnt re and asked, “What are you looking at? Have you


    never seen a woman without makeup before?” After that, she strode down the stairs in her slippers.


    Lately, Sage had been going bare–faced at home, and her clothing was also less. put–together. Ian


    had naturally seen her without makeup, but he hadn’t seen her dressed like this after a bath.


    By the time Ianposed himself and went downstairs, Sage had already started eating. She was


    scooping soup from a bowl with her right hand, while her left


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    hand held a drumstick. She looked like she was starving.


    Looking content with the food, she said in between bites, “Wanda, your cooking is getting better and


    better! You’re reaching the level of a professional chef!”


    Wanda beamed with joy. “Mrs. Hob, you’re too kind! You’re actually just starving after your


    afternoon workout. That’s why you find it exceptionally tasty.


    “No that’s not it! Your cooking is awesome and there’s no arguing that!” Sage paused to drink some


    soup before adding, “You shoulde with me when I leave and keep cooking for me!”


    “Mrs. Hob, what do you mean? Where are you going? Are you and Mr. Hob moving?” Wanda


    asked in confusion. She had never taken Sage’s divorce talk seriously, so it didn’t evene to mind.


    Ian happened to approach the dining table at that moment, and Sage didn’t want to spoil the joyous


    atmosphere with an argument. So, she replied casually, Never mind. Wanda, why don’t you join us for


    dinner?”


    ncing atn, Wanda shook her head. “No thank you, Mrs. Hob. I have to be in the kitchen.”


    Ian always gave off an air of aloofness, so Wanda would feel ufortable sitting with him. Knowing


    this, Sage didn’t pursue the matter any further.


    “Sage, when will you stop bringing that up?” Ian stared at her and asked…”


    Grandma interrupted us and tore up the divorce agreement. Do you still want to cause trouble?”


    His words no longer caused Sage to feel angry as she had lost interest in arguing at this point. She


    resumed her meal without acknowledging him.


    “You keep saying you don’t want to bind me with marriage anymore and that you want to give me my


    freedom. Since I’m the one who’s trapped in this hell, shouldn’t I be the one to ask for the divorce?” Ian


    pressed on.


    He must have overheard Sage’s video call with Tianast time. Upon hearing his words, Sage lifted her


    head and responded, “As long as we both want the same thing, it doesn’t matter who asks for it.”


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    “Did I say I wanted this?” Ian questioned calmly.


    Sage thought for a moment before responding. “Of course. Maybe you’ve forgotten, but you were the


    one who handed me the divorce agreement and asked me to sign it.”


    After finishing her soup, Sage continued, “You have no feelings for me. When I asked you if you were


    reluctant to divorce, you said it didn’t matter. Why was that?”