Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled

Chapter 387

“All right, let’s head in too,” Russel suggested as he watched Neil and his crew depart, swinging open the gate to my homestead.

I called out, “Dad, Mom!”

Quick as a flash, my parents hurried out. There was a surprised look on their faces as they took in my limp.

They took charge of pushing the kids in, while Russel supported me.

Once we settled into the living room, Serena and Brandon had already drifted off to sleep. I relayed the events of the evening at the beach to my parents and Russel, sparing no detail.

Upon hearing that Serena had almost had an accident, my dad paled, “I told you not to take the kids out so late at night. It gets crowded there. You need to always set the brake on the stroller when it’s parked. How could you just leave Serena there and walk away?”

His affection for me, once boundless, then seemed divided between Serena and Brandon. Yet, I felt no jealousy. I knew that the love my parents held for their grandchildren was simply a natural thing.

“Absolutely,” my mother chimed in, “Next time, one of us must accompany you!” She immediately went to check on Serena. Her heart ached with concern.

Meanwhile, Russel had fetched some ointment, urging me to take off my shoes so he could apply it.

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Staring at my swollen ankle, he sighed, “Try not to rush while walking. Twisted ankles can get worse over time and affect your ligaments.”

despite the

it was late into the night.

smells good!” Cooper lavished praise without reservation. “Russel, how come I never knew you were such a great cook? Have

retorted, peeling a shrimp and effortlessly placing it in my

you? A man as devoted and

straighter at her teasing, quickly peeling a few shrimps into Stella’s bowl, declaring with a serious face, “Whatever other women have, my woman should have

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dramatic declaration almost made

from earlier. After tucking everyone in, I limped

sleep, I’m just next door. You

applying ointment for me and cooking for everyone,”

“It’s been a while

that it was my situation that had distanced Russel from Mitch and

crossed a line by being interested in his friend’s

here for a while, working on a project with Whitmore Co. If

keep that in mind. Now, get some rest,” Russel

right, you should rest too,” I said. Then suddenly I recalled something and asked, “By the way, how’s your father?”

replying casually, “He’s fine. Just some minor health issues

and her crew moved to a house they had rented nearby, as they planned to stay longer.

family returned to Rosemont.

the once lively house quiet. I almost