Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled novel Chapter 296

First, I got wind from Bonnie that Neil once gave her a wad of cash. I tried to confront Neil face to face, but it was a big flop. Then, I got the proof from Russel.

Plus, I found out that Karina was pregnant when she kicked the bucket.

Later, when I went to Russel for the proof, I got photographed, and the pics were sent to Neil, which stirred up a row between us.

Was all this really part of Russel's grand scheme? Like setting up Bonnie and Neil in a room alone to be misunderstood by others? Was that his doing, too?

I felt like my head was about to split open. In a past life, Russel and I teamed up to split Neil and Bonnie. Those scenes suddenly popped into my head, playing out like a movie.

My memory and reason told me that Russel was indeed the kind of guy who could pull off such a thing. His values and morals were solid when he was on the level, but once he fell into the abyss of love, he became a different person.

“Woof woof!” Daisy came dashing down from upstairs and gleefully jumped onto my lap. Picking it up made me feel a little less lonely.

Amid the chaos in my head, I dozed off on the sofa. The wind and snow were howling outside. The noise from the window kept me from sleeping peacefully.

About every hour, I would wake up and check the time. By the time it was nearly five in the morning, I started to come to.

I hadn't waited for someone like this in a long time, and that someone was still Neil. My heart was hanging in midair, waiting for the final outcome.

If Neil didn't come back, then I could pretty much confirm that he had truly given up on me. Everything that followed, I would have to face on my own.

Winter mornings came late. With no lights on, I sat in the dim living room, staring at the front door.

"Click."

A faint sound cut through the wind and snow outside and reached my ears.

My pupils instantly shivered, waiting for the door to be pushed open.

Neil's figure appeared before me, with some melting snowflakes on his head and shoulders.

When he saw me sitting on the sofa in the living room, he seemed to freeze. He took off his coat, tossed it on the sofa, walked over to me, and without warning, pulled me into his arms.

His embrace was cold, mixed with the scent of alcohol and cigarettes.

"I'm giving you one chance to explain. No lies." His deep, husky voice echoed above my head, sounding determined yet somewhat self-mocking, "This time, no matter what you say, I will believe."

I won the bet. In that instant, my heart finally returned to its place. I wrapped my arms around Neil's waist and softened my voice, "Neil, this is your fault. Bonnie told me that you gave her a sum of money for her to go abroad for treatment. When I confronted you, you denied it, but Russel said he had proof, so I met him. About Karina being pregnant when she died, he told me that, too." I mustered the courage to tell him the whole truth.

Doing this wasn't a betrayal of Russel because he had turned into someone else first.

Neil's body trembled slightly, his voice full of anger as he asked, "Russel said he had proof?"

"A screenshot. He asked you if you were going to give the money to Bonnie, and you replied yes." I answered, pulling away from his embrace and looking up at his angry face.

Neil let go of me as well. He seemed a bit frustrated, rubbing his brow as if he couldn't remember this incident.

Neil's lips were a bit cold, very soft. After a few light kisses, I opened my eyes and saw him staring at me, desire in his eyes making my heart beat faster.

I quickly closed my eyes again. I was about to suggest going to the bedroom upstairs when I felt a bit dizzy and then fell back on the sofa.

"Neil, let's go to the bedroom! This isn't appropriate!" Heart racing, I hurriedly suggested.

"No one's here." Neil's breath became a bit heavier. He drank some alcohol and wasn't in a good mood, so there was no foreplay.

Although the servants didn't sleep here, I was still very nervous because some of them knew the door code. What if an early-rising servant came to clean or cook breakfast?

The more anxious I was, the more excited Neil was. In this new environment, different from the bedroom, we both ended up sweaty and spent.

By the time we finished, the sky outside was starting to lighten up. Neil bundled me up in his jacket and carried me to the bathroom on the second floor.

"Neil, aren't you tired?" I asked.

Before I even had a chance to take a shower in the bathroom, Neil was at it again. I always wondered if he was even human.

"Tired? From this? As if!" Neil scoffed.

I was both exasperated and amused. In the end, I was so knackered I fell asleep right in the bathtub. In my half-asleep state, I felt Neil lift me out and gently towel off my body.