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.

softly. “If she wants to go, I’m all

look. “See? He’s willing to go with you. Aren’t you going to give him an answer? It seems

he gave me a knowing look, and his

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 might be to admit, I couldn’t

him back in. Deep down, they were hoping for a romantic spark to ignite

of the kids. You’re not exclusively breastfeeding. So, we can manage for a few days,” my

I’m not comfortable leaving the kids.” I tried to refuse; the idea of

if anything happens. Consider this a chance to unwind. You’ve been cooped up inside

home when you were pregnant. Now you have a chance to

my parents’ persuasion and Stella’s encouragement, I

smile grew brighter. He playfully tickled Serena, radiating

moved, I would have been lying. At that time, I

could have accepted

Russel could keep showering them with the same level of love and tenderness…”

thoughts were selfish. How could I have expected Russel to continue being so good to my children? He

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

bit worried that they might-have struggled to manage, and I was wary of the

contacted a nanny service and received profiles of some

come to my house on Friday morning. After

while Stella sat in

towards the island that was to be our home for

and occasionally made small talk, which was mostly about the kids.

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