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.”

advice despite the frustrating inevitability of my missteps.

late into the night. Russel

reservation. “Russel, how come I never knew you were

it before,” Russel retorted, peeling a shrimp

“Putting on a lovers’ show for us, are you? A man as devoted and upright as

shrimps into Stella’s bowl, declaring

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almost

from earlier. After tucking everyone in, I limped towards

sleep, I’m just next door. You don’t need

ointment for me and cooking for

Russel replied with a wry smile, “It’s been a while since I had a

was my situation that had distanced Russel from Mitch

that Russel had crossed a line by being interested in his friend’s wife, regardless of my marital status with

will be here for a while, working on a project with Whitmore Co. If you want to mend

get some rest,” Russel replied simply, urging

I recalled something and asked, “By the way, how’s your father?”

flicker of unease crossed Russel’s eyes before he looked away, replying casually, “He’s fine. Just some

days, Stella and her crew moved to a house they had rented

and Barbara’s family

Serena and Brandon out for a walk, leaving the once lively house quiet. I almost dozed off