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,

gave me a teasing look. “See? He’s willing to go with you. Aren’t you going to give him an answer?

anything. Instead, he gave me a knowing look, and his eyes

a wedding with Russel. He was helping me take care of the kids of his own accord, and despite how selfish it might be to admit, I couldn’t bring myself to refuse his

him back in. 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 will be

comfortable leaving the kids.” I tried to refuse; the idea of going on a couple’s retreat with Russel

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

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

encouragement, I reluctantly agreed to go, partly out of

He playfully tickled Serena, radiating

little swayed or moved, I would have been lying. At that time, I was not just thinking for myself, but for my kids as well.

still too young to recognize their own father. If I could have accepted Russel, they might have started looking at him as their own father.

showering them with the same level

to continue being so good to my children? He had every right to have his

Friday, and I’ll pick you up!” Stella bade

had three days to prepare. 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 they might have employed. A professional nanny would have certainly been more knowledgeable.

a nanny service and received profiles of some top-notch nannies. The choice was mine

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

charge of driving, while Stella sat in the backseat

and I followed in another car, heading towards the island that was to be

I listened to music and occasionally made

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