Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled

Chapter 50

I was filled with a sense of novelty about my new job. Now I could spend the whole day with Neil. I was curious why he had given me this position.
This was until I received a message from his mother asking me, “Irene, did Neil arrange a job for you? What position? Do you see him every day?”
Seeing these three questions in a row, I realized that it must have been his parents who were pressuring him.
I knew Neil wouldn’t do this for himself!
I replied to her, “Im Neil’s personal secretary now”
She responded with a thumbs up emoji.
When it was time to be off, I tidied up a bit and then found Bonnie’s phone number, asking her for an address.
Neil was still working. I have to work overtime. You go home first.”
“Okay,” I left immediately I definitely didn’t want to work overtime!
Bonnie replied quickly Our rendezvous would be La Rencontre.
I drove straight there and arrived quickly. Bonnie was already waiting for me. She was wearing a white sweater, with a coffee-colored strapless shirt under it, revealing her neck and collarbones. Her long hair fell gently on her shoulders, giving her an innocent and adorable look.
She was propping her cheeks with her hands, gazing out the window, seemingly deep in thought.
She’s so beautiful! I thought sincerely. With time, I started to think that she would match Neil well, at least in terms of looks.
“Irene!” Seeing me come, Bonnie snapped back and waved at me with a smile.
I walked over, sorted out my black trench coat, and sat down across from her. I asked with a smile, “Bonnie, what’s up with the sudden call?”

Bonnie took out her phone and said shyly, “Irene, I want to pay back the money I owe you.”
I was surprised, “Hasn’t Oscar paid you back? Don’t you know?”
Bonnie was also surprised. She shook her head, ‘I didn’t know. I broke up with him.”
After saying that, her eyes became a bit red, but she quickly regained her calm. She squeezed out a smile, “Irene, let me pay you back, and then you can return his money to him.”
I opened PayPal and asked, “What happened? You two were so good together, why did you break up?”
Bonnie lowered her head and didn’t answer me. Soon my phone beeped. It was the prompt tone that she had transferred the money to me.
Then, Bonnie stood up and said, “Irene, thank you. I’m going back to school.”
It seemed she only came to see me to pay back the money. As her figure disappeared outside the coffee shop, I sighed deeply and got up to leave, but I had left my car keys in the shop, so I had to go back.
As I pushed open the door, I saw two girls standing behind the bar, with their backs to the entrance, talking as they wiped the equipment.
“I didn’t expect Bonnie to be so close to her, even inviting her out for a chat alone?”
“That lady used to come here often for coffee. We all know her!”
“Do you think Bonnie wants to get close to her because she thinks her husband is handsome? Haha…
“Bonnie is not a person like that! Don’t talk nonsense!*
“She didn’t like the photo you posted. She must have seen it.”
I caught a key piece of information: Bonnie had seen my husband?
I walked in. As soon as they saw me, the two girls immediately stopped talking. I acted as if nothing had happened and left.
Back in the car, I sorted out their conversation. Neil and I had had coffee at this cafe before. It’s very likely that one of the two girls had taken a photo and posted it on Facebook. Bonnie had worked here and was likely a friend of them. If she saw the photo, she would naturally know about Neil and me.
So, when she was chatting with me just now, she actually knew very well that I was Neil’s wife.
I had a subtle feeling. Bonnie knew I was Neil’s wife, and Neil was pursuing her, so why did she pretend not to know?
Did she tell Neil about this? I guess not, otherwise Neil would have warned me to stay away from her.
She definitely didn’t tell Oscar either, because Oscar and I know each other.
She certainly didn’t know that already knew Neil was pursuing her.
Was it because she thought I didn’t know anything, so she asked me out, pretending to chat with me casually, but actually observing and testing me?
I was a bit confused I instinctively dialed Russel’s number, “Dr. Russel, are you free?”
“What for?” Russel asked coldly.
“To talk about my condition!” I said offhand.
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