Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled

Chapter 447

“I’m off to cook, Russel finally said, his gaze dropping as he headed towards the kitchen.

A pang of sympathy hit me, coupled with a sense of guilt.

Neil, however, seemed oblivious to the emotional undercurrents between Russel and myself. He was absorbed in studying Serena’s face, his eyes filled with a profound sadness.

He looked up at me, his eyes mirroring his sorrow. “Do you think our daughter would have looked like her if she hadn’t passed away?”

I had never told Neil the gender of our first child, yet his question caught me off guard.

A sharp pain pierced my heart at the mention of our lost child.

“How did you know it was a girl?” I asked, my voice laced with bitterness.

“I looked into your medical records before,” Neil said, his gaze unwavering.

“I need a favor.”

“Which is?” I asked, surprised at his confession.

For a moment, Neil hesitated, his usually decisive demeanor faltering. The gravity of the situation was evident.

I couldn’t fathom what I could possibly do for him, apart from a DNA test with Serena, which I had no intention of agreeing to.

“Although I checked your medical records, the only copy of the ultrasound for our baby is with you. Do you still have it?” Neil finally asked, catching me off guard. I froze.

ultrasound image was the only picture I had of our child. I had kept

his voice. This was uncharacteristic of him; a man of his stature,

first child was gone before

heart felt like it was being suffocated and my eyes began to

want to rehash the painful memories. Shared

smile. “I don’t have it anymore. I threw it away because it was too painful to keep.” Neil’s face fell at my words, his

warmth and love. In a sudden impulse, I blurted out, “I took a on my

replied instantly, his eyes shining with excitement.

picture of it

a picture of the ultrasound image during the scan. Although it wasn’t as clear as the original,

resembled Brandon now, especially

in my heart. I quickly sent the picture to Neil and closed my

took out his phone to check the picture. While I took

in the picture, his eyes filled with longing and sorrow. I had never seen him like

Neil loved me back then. If he

saying that a man who doesn’t love a

my mind like overgrown weeds, refusing to be tamed.

up at me.

said, his voice filled with pain. “Are Serena

he didn’t want to resort to a DNA test. If the results weren’t what he hoped for, he’d become the laughing stock. His pride wouldn’t

cicadas began their evening chorus, breaking

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our eyes

voice was not my own, yet it was firm and resolute. “Serena and Brandon are mine and Russel’s children. Neil, I’m sorry, but my heart changed back then. If you don’t believe me, you can get

Neil’s