Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled

Chapter 11

This game was getting more and more interesting.

I gingerly picked up the supplement, took a classy sip, but the next second, it was all coming back up because it was so bitter. I had no idea when Neil came back. He was standing at the door changing his shoes. When he saw me throwing up, his look clearly screamed, “gross.”

In a frosty voice, he said, “If you can’t drink it, don’t.”

“Why are you so nosy?” I wiped my mouth, finding Neil’s recent behavior strange. “You’re back again, why?”

He loosened his tie, rough yet handsome.

“This is my home too. I can come back if I want, any problem?” Neil sat across from me, answering with a poker face.

“Oh, right.” I nodded and went back to my supplement.

But this stuff was just too bitter. I could handle black coffee without sugar, but this was another level. I threw it up again before I could swallow, this time with more force, some even splashing on Neil’s face and shirt. His expression turned icy, glaring at me.

The bitterness of the medicine left me speechless. Seeing the droplets hanging from Neil’s eyelashes, I rushed to wipe his face with a tissue, just out of courtesy. Neil grabbed my hand and threw it off. His disgusted look froze me. My heart filled with bitterness.

“I’m sorry, it is just too bitter.” I tried to keep calm, throwing the tissue on the floor.

Neil didn’t answer. He just got up and went upstairs to change. Then Ada walked in. She started cleaning up the mess swiftly, more diligently, and thoroughly than anyone

else.

“Ada, you can prepare dinner now,” I told her, feeling a bit drained after she finished cleaning.

nodded and headed to the

nose and finished the rest of the supplement. I knew that eating more wouldn’t help; I needed to

took off the dust cover and pulled out the cello that hadn’t been touched for a long time. Alone, I started

in the music, reminiscing about the past. I didn’t

life, I put away my beloved cello because he said it was noisy. Now that I thought about it, no wonder Stella and the others called me

strings angrily, creating a shrilling noise. Neil

get a divorce then. We can live separately, and I can play the cello without disturbing you.”

live separately without a divorce,” Neil responded

confused. What could possibly

with my straightforwardness, his face getting darker. He was usually the type to leave as soon as he got upset, then

suppress his anger, instead asking me, “Irene, you seem

the act? I widened my eyes. “Is there a problem? Didn’t

dare to make me the one who got cheated on?”

I do what you can?!”

Ada tentatively interrupted,

and went downstairs to eat, no longer

dishes were delicious. I finished everything on my plate and saw Neil

you

a bit embarrassed. “Ma’am, you’re

soup, complimenting Ada.

cooking. She always suggests opening a restaurant, but she is too naive.” Ada talked about her daughter, full of

be so modest. Your dishes are

“She’s not wrong Sometimes, with a little luck, it’s easy to

mother told me he went to his future mother–in–law’s restaurant opening ceremony and didn’t have time to come. He invested in the restaurant, making it rank in the top three in our city,

that kind of luck, ma’am,” Ada responded

so self–deprecating. The moment that would change their lives might be just half a