After informing the front desk staff, Sage finally went to sleep in relief. The next morning, Donald


    knocked on Sage''s door for breakfast.


    She scrambled up from the bed and replied, "Grandpa, I''ll be there right away!" She quickly washed up,


    put on a jacket, and answered the door with a bare face.


    Donald and Dexter were waiting for her. Donald had the habit of waking up early, and he wanted Sage


    to sleep in while he and Dexter went for breakfast, but she insisted on tagging along.


    The buffet restaurant was located on the first floor at the side of the main lobby. Since it was only 7:00


    a.m., not many hotel guests were present.


    Holding onto Donald''s arm, Sage chatted andughed with him. Suddenly, Donald pointed in front of


    him. "Is thatn?"


    Her gaze followed. She foundn sleeping on the long couch for guests in the main lobby. He remained


    dressed in the shirt and pants fromst night.


    Slumped on the couch, he did not have anything to keep him warm except for the jacket he was


    wearing. Despite looking disheveled, he exuded the air of a prince.


    Sage did not expect to see him crashing on the main lobby couch. She thought he''d check into another


    hotel after storming out of her roomst night.


    She replied to Donald, "Why wouldn be here? You must have mistaken someone else for him. Let''s


    go for breakfast." Then, she attempted to direct Donald to the restaurant, but he tapped her on the


    forehead.


    Donald chided her, "Do you think I''m senile? How could I not recognizen?"


    She pouted and told Dexter to head to the restaurant first. Then, she went up ton with Donald.


    Donald questioned, n, when did you arrive in Colville, and why did you sleep in the lobby?"


    Sitting up, he replied, "Grandpa, I arrived after midnight. I rested in the lobby because the rooms were


    fully booked." His voice, usually clear, was hoarse that morning.


    "How could you get any rest in the lobby? Why didn''t you go to Sage''s room?" Donald asked, feeling


    sorry for the young man.


    Nheless, Donald knew something had happened between the two. He remarked, "You shouldn''t


    sleep in the lobby just because you didn''t want to disturb her. Sage, bring him to your room to get some


    rest.” She reluctantly handedn her room card. “You can go on your own." "You little brat—"


    "Grandpa, it''s fine. Please excuse me."n epted the card, picked up his briefcase from the front


    desk, and took the elevator to Sage''s room.


    Donald knowingly asked his granddaughter, “Sage, you must have kicked him out after he went to you


    at midnight. Is that right?"


    She pouted. Her silence was an admission. “You must know that he''s here because he''s worried about


    you," Donald lectured her. "Not only were you not moved by his actions, you even threw him out of your


    room!"


    Sage admitted, "So, Grandpa, do you believe that I''m no longer in love withn now? I wanted a


    divorce for a good reason.”


    During her time at Colville, not once had she mentionedn. She did not call him to update him as well.


    Instead, it wasn who took the initiative to video call her.


    Donald shook his head. "You must still be resentful toward him." Resentful? She had wanted to deny


    the im, but Donald merely said, "Let''s have breakfast.”


    After breakfast, Dexter stayed with Donald in the garden for a morning exercise routine, while Sage


    returned to her room.


    She quietly changed into fresh clothes and put on makeup in the bathroom, after which she visited the


    hospital with Donald again.