Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled

Chapter 346

After a moment of silence on the other end, an uncomfortable voice said, “Mr. Whitmore was calling your name. I don’t think Bonnie showing up would do any good.”

That statement hit me like a ton of bricks. My mood, which had been gloomy as hell, seemed to lift a bit.

Unbelievable. I was so easily pacified. His assistant said one sentence, and my mood lightened.

“You’re overthinking. I have nothing to do with him now. Bonnie is his girlfriend; you should go find her and not bother me.” Although I felt better, I still spoke sharply.

The assistant continued pleading awkwardly, “Ms. Finch, please come over. If not, Mr. Whitmore is going to spend the night at the bar, and it’s going to be a mess.”

“Nope.” I replied.

Suddenly, there was a scream on the other end, “Mr. Whitmore!”

My heart jumped, and then there was a loud crashing noise, even drowning out the background music.

The assistant’s voice rang out anxiously, “Ms. Finch, please come over quickly. Mr. Whitmore somehow got into a fight. He’s hurt!” “This old trick again? He used to fool me with it. Nobody can beat him in a fight.” I was a bit worried, but remembering that Neil had used that trick before, I calmed down immediately.

The assistant was about to cry, “No, it’s not like that this time; please come and see. He mistook someone else’s girlfriend for you!”

That really threw me for a loop.

Was Neil drunk, or was he out of his mind?

When I arrived, Neil was bleeding from his forehead, and his assistant looked helpless. There was also a couple standing by them, and the guy looked pissed

Mr. Whitmore to the

so badly; doesn’t he know

won’t let me!” The assistant seemed to be at his wit’s end, only managing to say that simple

did he mistake someone for me, but he also got beaten up by that person’s boyfriend, and he casually asked the guy to finish him off, as if he

me and said, “You must pay for your boyfriend’s

my boyfriend.”

you here?” The guy retorted, “Aren’t you Irene? He’s

me, but

to the guy then spoke up, her voice sweet as honey, “Oh, come on, this handsome guy just got a bit tipsy and mistook me for Irene. Let’s not be so hard on

of interest in Neil, as if she were hoping Neil would mistake her for

reached out and grabbed my hand. His eyes were blurred, and there was blood on his face,

to scream. I was furious with his behavior.

Ms. Finch wants you to go to the hospital!” The assistant, who genuinely cared about his boss,

“Fine, let’s go.”

being drunk and injured, he staggered and ended up using me for support.

these cliché tactics? What’s the point

light, with a trace of amusement. He didn’t seem drunk at

shocked me time and time

over again and said, “You have

finish, he lunged at Neil, apparently feeling justified.

him hit him, which gave

leg and kicked the guy hard. Then there was the sound of the guy

who hit on me, got it? Idiot.” Neil’s cold eyes stared at the woman