A Farewell After Being Reborn novel Chapter 261

"Ouch!" The subordinate howled in pain as he held his head. Sage seized the chance to sprint out of the abandoned house.

"That filthy bitch! Catch her!" Benjamin, who had pulled himself together, yelled out in pain and resentment. His subordinate immediately ran after Sage.

Sage dared not look back as footsteps closed in on her. She ran as fast as she could into a lonely and dark forest. There were no lights apart from the dim moonlight.

Sage pushed through despite her fear and ran toward the mountain path. The winding path felt surreal under her feet as dizziness crept up on her. She didn't manage to make it far before Benjamin's subordinate grabbed her by her collar.

"Let's see what you can do now!" Panting hard, the man dragged her back to the abandoned house.

Sage felt her senses dulling, perhaps due to the drug. Clinging onto the last shreds of rationality, she resolved not to be hauled back to the house where she'd be subjected to Benjamin's whims.

She bit her tongue to keep herself sober. Upon reaching the house's entrance, she unexpectedly kicked the man in the groin, causing him to double over and close his legs in agony.

Sage struggled to break free, but the man seemed outraged. Even though he was in great pain, he managed to grab her ankle.

Because of the light coming from the house, she saw a gaping wound on the man's forehead. Blood trickled from the wound down his brow and cheek. It was a frightening sight to behold.

To free herself from his grasp, she shut her eyes, clenched her jaw, and kicked his head with her free leg. However, the man released her ankle and rolled away to dodge her kick.

Amid the commotion, she noticed a familiar figure approaching her. She was acutely aware of someone trying to choke her, but it soon stopped and she could breathe again.

Soon, her limbs were untied, and her body fell into a warm embrace. A familiar male voice echoed in her ear. "Sage Joyner, are you alright?"

She looked up in a daze. Her eyes met the concerned look of a man with chiseled features. "Iany?" she murmured hesitantly.

Ian stared at Sage, examining her glazed eyes, unkempt hair, and the marks on her flushed cheek. He also noticed her rosy lips, warm body, and coy voice.