Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled

Chapter 83

All Russel did was raise an eyebrow, then he said, “Before you marry again, watch your step, okay? Don’t go knocking yourself silly or something”

I muttered “None of your business” under my breath, not sure if he even heard me

A nurse hustled Russel away. Once he was gone, Stella came back. She seemed to have had a revelation, saying excitedly. “Rena, all your efforts finally paid offr

“Nope. We’re still getting a divorce.” I said calmly, my heart as still as water. “Neil already told Russel that we’re splitting, and about Bonnie too”

Stella’s smile froze on her face Wait, what?”

Even with her vast experience in the game of love, she was thrown off by the back–and–forth between Neil and me.

Neil suddenly changed his tune and helped his wife out. And as his wife, I felt quilty for misunderstanding my husband. Wasn’t this a sign of getting back together? But Stella was just Stella. After a moment of shock, she seemed even more excited, ‘Right! If you guys need a divorce, then get a divorce! We women can’t be upset by some unkindness! He’s been tormenting you for ten years You can’t just forgive him because he’s being nice for once Make him regret it after you guys split!

I just chuckled Stella sure had some interesting ideas. In reality, the moment Neil and I divorce, he wouldn’t regret anything. Instead, he would be one step closer to marrying Bonnie.

Bonnie’s existence was still a significant reason for Neil’s agreement to the divorce.

“Your imagination is something else. Go get me some food, will you? I want some spaghetti Bolognese from the hospital cafeteria.” I urged Stella, laughing

complained, but she obediently went

gradually disappeared from my face, replaced by a sense

up and walked to the window, looking at the snow–covered ground below. Hospital staff

to celebrate the holiday alone in the

behind me. Thinking Stella was back, I asked, “You got plans for

around puzzled

face had a hint of guilt. She was wearing a black polka dot down jacket, cinched at the waist, with a sweet bow at the collar, and a pair of white mid–calf boots on her legs. At

and

better now?” Bonnie

you think?” I replied indifferently My impression of her had plummeted due

grabbed my phone and started messing with it, not in

down gingerly on the chair by the bed. She couldn’t look me in the eye, but she kept stealing glances at me. I frowned

Bonnie bit

worried about me?” I asked sarcastically pretending to be shocked.

turned pale immediately. She shook her head, “No, Irene, I didn’t want you

calling for help at the warehouse, even telling Neil

She stuttered, “Irene, I’m not that kind of person…. you should know me better, right? I

insulting my intelligence. “Bonnie, why have you become like

started crying when I exposed her dark side. She couldn’t believe what she had done. “Irene, I’m sorry, I think I’ve lost