Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled

Chapter 518

I felt as if I was in a dream. Ryan, in my mind, was never that kind of man.

A person’s character can be gradually understood through interactions, and Ryan’s affection for Faith had always been strong. Suddenly hearing that Ryan had an illegitimate son who was raised in the Whitmore family, alongside Neil, seemed nothing short of incredible to me.

Did Louis have any proof? Otherwise, the Whitmore family would never accept this!

“Who told you this?” I asked.

“A friend of mine whom you don’t know.” Stella said, somewhat uncomfortable. “Rena, Neil’s mother has always been kind to you. Maybe you should pay her a visit. She’s in the hospital now.”

“Do you know which hospital?” I asked.

Knowing that Faith was in trouble, I had to see her.

Stella immediately picked up her phone to find out the hospital for me.

Two minutes later, she gave me the address of a hospital. She wanted to accompany me, but the journey to Springvale was long, and despite having a nanny, she was not comfortable leaving her kids for an entire day, so I set off alone.

Driving to Springvale, I couldn’t help but think of Neil and the similarities between his current situation and that of my family when we had a crisis, during which he had been a great help to me.

I drove past the former residence of Bonnie Tueley, which was about half rebuilt and still bustling with construction. There was no indication that the Whitmore Co. was having any issues, and the project was not delayed at all.

Without stopping, I continued on my way. My second chance at life began with Bonnie, but it certainly wasn’t going to end with her. There were more complex issues awaiting me to handle and decisions to make.

Suddenly, I heard frantic honking from behind me. I glanced in the rear-view mirror, and, to my surprise, it was Neil’s car.

But he didn’t seem to recognize Stella’s car, so he didn’t notice me on the car.

His car sped past me, seemingly in a rush, most likely heading to see Faith in Springvale as well.

his car sped away and pressed the accelerator to follow him.

evening. It was the most prestigious private

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and I heard that Whitmore Co. held shares in it. If Faith was

hassle for me to enter. I

her phone was turned off. So, I called Neil,

picked up, his voice indifferent,

permission from the patient or their family to visit. Could you please come

surprised that I was there, “You’re

you please come out?” I replied.

“Okay.”

appeared. Upon seeing me, his furrowed brow relaxed a

we walked in silence

faint floral fragrance. Faith was resting on the bed with her eyes closed. She looked frail and pale, so different from our last encounter.

spoke

of joy flickered in her

to sit up, but I

Her left hand was heavily bandaged, covering her suicide attempt.

of sorrow but didn’t know how I could

then, I heard a sound from

came out.

“Why is she here? I want my mommy! I want my

disturb your grandma’s rest!”

obey. Instead, he ran to Faith and continued to

low spirits, could spare no more attention to Hiram and sighed helplessly.

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