Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled

Chapter 452

If Neil was still the sharp-witted man I knew, he would easily discern the disbelief in my eyes.

Did he really need to ask? He should have just declined and explained that we were not a married couple, let alone a family.

But it was Hiram who spoke up. The boy looked pretty miffed as he told the saleswoman, “Lady, you’re making things up. She’s not my mom, but this man here is my dad!”

Hiram shot me a glance and pouted, clearly upset.

The saleswoman seemed taken aback, probably trying to piece together the situation in her head. But whatever conclusion she came to did not seem favorable, as she suddenly looked at me disdainfully and exchanged a knowing glance with her colleague.

“Oh, we see. Our mistake!” they retracted their family portrait offer and turned to leave.

I didn’t dwell on it and continued walking forward, while Neil and Hiram trailed behind me.

Given my proximity to the saleswomen, I overheard some of their hushed talk.

“Such a woman, really…”

“Exactly, the man is parading his child around, but she doesn’t feel embarrassed?”

“Look at that man, handsome and wealthy-looking. She must be a homewrecker who was after him!”

They glanced back at me and quickly sped up their pace when they noticed my stern gaze.

they think they could just insult

voice was cold and clear, loud enough for both of them to hear.

stop, but only to shoot me a look before continuing on their way, their strides getting quicker. Their

I quickened my pace and

brought Hiram over. “What’s

did you two just say about me? Say it again.” I didn’t answer Neil, but turned my fierce

Their denial was

I clearly heard, I’ll have to call the police.” I was adamant. It was one thing to be mistaken as Neil’s wife, but being called a

police caught them off guard. It seemed

the studio manager.

on here, Isla and Katara?”

causing trouble for us!” Isla, one of the saleswomen, pointed at me. “We just

have no idea what we did to upset

disdain for me, the “homewrecker”, was

Mr. Mark. “You’re the manager

polite demeanor changed instantly.

average height, slightly overweight. He

doing?” Neil stepped in front of me, his imposing figure much more intimidating than Mr. Mark’s. Seeing Neil step up, Mr. Mark quickly reverted to his formal, polite demeanor. “Sir, it seems there’s been a misunderstanding between that lady and our staff. We just want to clarify things. May I ask what your relation

the two saleswomen started exchanging their knowing glances,

my anger.

and resign,

to take photos here or get remarried, we’ll give you a 20% discount. Is that acceptable?” Mr. Mark seemed unperturbed, as if my anger was of no concern to

turned to me, and I clenched