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.

Russel replied softly. “If she wants to go, I’m all for

you going to

did not say anything. Instead, he gave me a knowing

had never planned on having a wedding with Russel. He was helping me take care of the kids of his own accord, and despite how selfish it

back in. Deep down,

a few days,” my mother chimed in. “We’ll hire

tried to refuse; the idea of going on

worried about? We’re their grandparents. Don’t you trust us? We’ll call you if anything happens. Consider this a chance to unwind. You’ve been cooped up inside for too long!” my mother interrupted.

at home when you were pregnant. Now you have a chance to get out and have some

my parents’ persuasion and Stella’s encouragement, I reluctantly agreed to go, partly out of

brighter. He playfully tickled Serena,

that I wasn’t a little swayed or moved, I would have been lying. At that time, I was not just thinking for myself,

and Brandon were still too young to recognize their own father. If I could have accepted

could keep showering them with the same level of love and

expected Russel to continue being so good to my children? He

this Friday, and I’ll pick you up!”

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

day, I contacted a nanny service and received profiles of some top-notch nannies. The choice was

and without wasting any time, had her come to my house on Friday morning. After briefing

charge of driving, while Stella sat in the

towards the island that was to be our home for

listened to music and occasionally made

island, we had to take a ferry: Russel parked the car, and we met up with Stella and Mitch to board the