Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled

Chapter 389

“Word has it that Neil’s parents are quite smitten with the boy. They’ve been itching to be grandparents for a while now. They must be absolutely thrilled.” My father casually mentioned.

If Ryan and Faith Whitmore ever found out that Serena and Brandon were their grandchildren, I bet they would have been over the moon.

It was not as though the Whitmores couldn’t afford to provide for them. But it was heartbreaking to know that my twins were destined to grow up without the affection of their grandparents.

No matter what, I had to do everything in my power to fill the void of love they were missing.

Three days later, Stella and Mitch returned to Eldoria, this time accompanied by their newborn. They had left the older twins with the grandparents for the time

being.

Bounding into my house with her usual enthusiasm, Stella announced, “Rena, let’s go out and have some fun!”

“Fun? What kind of fun?” I asked absentmindedly while trimming Brandon’s nails.

“There’s this couple’s retreat on an island nearby for three days and two nights. It’s just a two-hour drive from here. Let’s go!” Stella, ever the restless spirit, proposed. I refused, a bit helpless, “I can’t. I have the kids. Why don’t you and Mitch go?”

Stella pouted, “That’s no fun. You and Russel have kids together and yet you haven’t even thrown a wedding party or anything. You need to do something significant.” Then she looked at Russel and asked, “Don’t you think so, Russel?”

Russel was perched by the window, basking Serena in the sunlight. He had placed her on his lap, and his arms gently wrapped around her. The scene was heartwarming.

Every so often, Serena would wave her little hands around, seemingly enjoying the moment.

she wants to go, I’m all

with you. Aren’t you going to give him an

knowing look, and his

kids of his own accord, and despite how selfish it might be to admit, I couldn’t bring myself to

Deep down, they were hoping for a romantic spark to

breastfeeding. So, we can manage for a few days,” my mother chimed in. “We’ll hire a nanny to help out/ before you leave. Everything

tried to refuse; the idea of going on a

We’re their grandparents. Don’t you trust us? We’ll call you if anything happens. Consider

when you were pregnant. Now you have a chance to get out and have some fun. Seize the opportunity.”

my parents’ persuasion and Stella’s encouragement, I reluctantly

grew brighter. He playfully tickled Serena, radiating warmth and tenderness.

swayed or moved, I would have been lying. At that time, I was

father. If I could have accepted Russel, they might have started looking at him as their own father.

“As long as Russel could keep showering them

thoughts were selfish. How could I have expected Russel to continue being so

Friday, and I’ll pick you up!” Stella

During that time, we could have hired a nanny to help my parents with Serena and Brandon. I was a bit worried that they might-have struggled to manage, and I was wary of the old-fashioned childcare methods

a nanny service and received profiles of

wasting any time, had her come to my house on Friday morning. After briefing her

of driving, while Stella sat in the

that was to

made small

reach the island, we had to take a ferry: Russel parked the car, and we met up