“I haven''t done anything wrong! You called me over to the hospital to grill me, but you still think I


    shouldn''t have left? Do I have to wait for you to pin a crime on me and get on all fours before your


    Uncle Ron and Ivy to apologize before I can leave?"


    "Sage Joyner, are you saying I''ve wronged you? Can you honestly say that your fingerprints weren''t on


    that bag of medications? Or that you weren''t upset because of Ivy''s appearance before we went to the


    drugstore?”


    Of course, he had the fingerprints checked.


    “Ivy''s just an employee at mypany who was promoted to director because she was qualified for it. I


    allowed you to pick any position you wanted at mypany''s headquarters, but you turned it down.


    Yet, you still can''t stand Ivy. What the hell do you want?"n asked.


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    “I just want to stay far far away from you guys. Haven''t I told you that before?" Sage sneered. "It''s you


    who''s dragging your feet and refusing to sign the divorce agreement to give Ivy peace of mind. So, she


    had to resort to such extreme measures because of you!"


    "Do you seriously think someone would joke about her own body and safety?"


    "Yeah. Ivy just did."


    "Can''t you be reasonable, Sage?"n wanted to pull her into his arms to feel her supple body against


    his. However, Sage dodged his advances.


    Undeterred, he lunged at Sage, who realized she couldn''t dodge him anymore. So, she pushed him


    away with both hands.


    But as she did so,n managed to grab one of them. Sage hissed in pain and tears welled up in her


    eyes.


    "Why''s your hand bandaged?" He noticed something was amiss and looked at the small hand in his


    palm. "Were you injured? Why didn''t you tell me when I asked you about it?"


    Sage pulled her hand back, her voice raspy from the pain. "It''s none of your business."


    She kept her left hand hidden under her coat when she got into the car because she didn''t wantn to


    find out about her injuries. She had instinctively used both of her hands just now because she was in a


    pinch.


    "Go to the nearest hospital,”n ordered the driver.


    Sage refused. "I want to go to my grandfather''s ce, not the hospital!"n gazed at her. "Do you think


    your grandfather wouldn''t be worried if he saw you like this?"


    There was no reason for her to harm herself just because she was upset. Sage kept quiet after hearing


    lan''s words.


    The car pulled up in front of a hospital after a few minutes. Terry went to register Sage whilen


    apanied her to the doctor''s office.


    He felt a pang of guilt, and his tone softened as he asked, "What happened?”