Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled

Chapter 343

I still had a bit of my wits about me and dodged Neil’s hand again. My action was a bit too sharp, hinting at my irritation.

After a few drinks, my temper was a tad bigger than usual. I blurted out the question that had been gnawing at me, “Why weren’t you with Bonnie?”

“Mitch called. I was nearby, so I swung by.” Neil sat down next to me. That’s when I noticed Alicia was gone.

He took my hand, casually rubbing the back of it, then asked, “What was that you said earlier? Are you mad because I haven’t been in touch?”

I didn’t answer him. I only pointed to where Alicia had been sitting and asked, “Where’s Alicia?”

“I had her sent home. Don’t worry about it,” Neil explained nonchalantly, then circled back to his previous question, “You still didn’t

answer me.”

Since Alicia was taken care of, I could have left on my own. So, I ignored Neil, stood up, grabbed my bag, and made to leave.

A few steps in, I felt lightheaded and dizzy, instinctively reaching out for support.

Neil extended his arm, and I grabbed his shirt, barely managing to steady myself.

“I don’t need your help!” I said, shrugging him off once more, the pent-up frustration bursting forth under the influence of alcohol.

“Are you really mad? Did you see those pictures?” Neil asked, his tone seeming almost happy.

I was indeed mad, a feeling I couldn’t control. Maybe it was because Neil had been so good to me lately, making me somewhat dependent on him. If he suddenly changed, it would have made me feel uneasy.

dependence was terrifying. When Neil initially refused to divorce me, I even suspected that he was so used to me that he couldn’t

“No, I’m just…work’s been stressful. I’m not

argue with this drunken mess of me any further. He simply picked me up and

irritable. I was not sure if it was because of what my mom had said, or Neil and Bonnie’s situation,

my agitation, I noticed a small red flower stuck on the passenger-side dashboard. I immediately remembered the same red flower Bonnie

stick it there?

Neil to pull over, “Stop

me, seemingly clueless about

take a cab home!”

yourself?” Neil frowned, “Stop messing around. We can talk about

and asked, “Don’t you understand what

at the flower, seemingly oblivious to such details, and appeared taken

seconds, I seemed to have regained

answered casually, not worried that I would get

to talk anymore. I closed my eyes

stopped in front of my house. I wasn’t flustered because I had already talked to my mom earlier. I was even more accepting of what my mom had said. Why would

car, Neil asked me again, “Why didn’t you answer my question? Are you mad?”

mad,” I denied it irritably, and then got

and watched as I stumbled a bit. He came over to help me, but

the living room, trying to keep a clear head.

still up. She sniffed the alcohol on me and immediately asked with concern, “Ms. Finch, have you been

waving Hannah off to do her

followed by Hannah opening the door and asking, “Mr. Whitmore, what brings you here?”

up a bit. I opened my eyes and looked at the entrance to the living room. Sure