Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled

Chapter 83

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 to get the food. If was mealtime,

in the room. The smile gradually disappeared

the snow–covered ground below. Hospital staff were setting

celebrate the holiday alone in the hospital. It was a

I

turned around puzzled

sweet bow at the collar, and a pair of white mid–calf boots on her

and

are you feeling better

of her had plummeted

and started messing with it, not in the mood to deal

couldn’t look me in the eye, but she kept stealing glances at me. I frowned and put away my phone,

just worried about you.” Bonnie bit her lip and responded softly.

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

shook her head, “No, Irene, I

when I was calling for help at the warehouse, even telling Neil I wasn’t there? Neil could hear Norman’s phone ringing, but you couldn’t hear my desperate cries for help?”

you should

become like this? Neil must have told you that nigh; that he and I were getting a divorce. What’s the

“Irene, I’m sorry, I think I’ve lost control

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