Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled

Chapter 484

My jaw dropped. How did Neil get in?

Sure, he knew the front gate code to enter the yard, but I was certain I had locked the living room door.

I swiftly rose to open the door, and there he was, standing right outside.

“How did you get in?” The thought of a murderer sneaking into my house had spooked me, and now I was wary even of Neil.

Neil turned and made his way towards the living room. Puzzled, I trailed behind him only to find the living room door wide open, bathing the room in a silvery moonlight.

He was still in his bloody clothes, looking oddly sophisticated yet freakish, especially with the way he was peering at the door. It made me inexplicably nervous.

“Did it scare you silly?” Neil finally broke the silence, “Why didn’t you lock the door?”

I was taken aback. Had I forgotten to lock the living room door when I went to the bedroom?

Perhaps the events of the night had shaken me too much, leaving my mind in chaos.

I stammered, “Um… I forgot. How’s Daisy? Is it okay?”

“It’s still at the vet. It’ll have to stay for a while but luckily, its thick fur protected its vital organs,” Neil replied, then looked at me and asked, “Are you sure you’re not hurt?”

I nodded. I wasn’t injured, just mentally and emotionally overwhelmed.

Suddenly, something caught my eye. The blood on Neil’s left forearm seemed thicker, the sleeve of his shirt clinging to it. It looked like he’d been hurt.

My heart clenched. “You’re hurt. Your arm…”

Neil’s left arm.

his arm to examine it. Upon seeing his wound, he frowned but didn’t seem overly concerned. “Hmm, he got me good, but can handle

and what if the wound gets infected?” I was getting frustrated, whether from

his eyebrow arching. Despite his injury, he seemed

an adult and get your wound treated

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Chapter 484

the couch, his hands hanging loosely by his sides. He looked tired, but there was a hint of a

wasn’t sure if he was just resting or if

I called out.

My heart pounded. Could he

you asleep?” I asked louder, but still, he didn’t

to panic. I wasn’t a doctor. I didn’t know if a wound there could be

walked over to him and gently nudged him, “Neil, are you

He looked like… a

I reached out to check his

glint of mischief in them. He grabbed

arm wrapped around my waist, and I ended up sprawled on

I tried to get up, but his

was still pale, making his smirk appear all the more sinister. “Technically, it would be

embarrassed than angry as I shouted, “Let go of me. Let me

I got hurt saving you, so shouldn’t you be responsible?” Neil

you

your injury is serious, why won’t you go to the hospital? I’m not a doctor, how am I supposed to help? You should let Karina

seemed to have lost his logic.

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