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…”

pointed at Neil’s left arm.

frowned but didn’t seem overly concerned. “Hmm, he got me good, but can

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

at my concern, his eyebrow arching. Despite his injury, he seemed in good

Can you please act like an adult and get your wound treated at the hospital?” I was exasperated.

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

eyes I wasn’t sure if he was just resting or if

called out.

respond, his face growing paler. My heart pounded.

louder,

doctor. I didn’t know if a

him and gently nudged him, “Neil, are

didn’t respond. He looked like… a corpse.

out to

as I was about to touch him, he suddenly opened his eyes, a glint of mischief in them. He grabbed my

sprawled on his chest, his eyes smoldering as they

to get up, but

still pale, making his smirk appear all the more sinister. “Technically,

of your mind?” I was more embarrassed than angry as I shouted, “Let

shouldn’t you be responsible?” Neil played the

to squirm away, but Neil let out a pained grunt, “If you move, my wound will open

not a doctor, how am I supposed to help? You should let Karina take care of this, she’s a pro and can make sure you won’t even have a scar!”

to have lost his

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