Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled

Chapter 122

Just as Neil and I were at impasse, a person appeated at the top of the stairs. It was Simmons. Taking in the scene, Simmons quickly trotted down the stairs and landed a punch on Neil’s face.

“You jerk He gave a shout of anger.

With fruits scattered all over the floor and my hair in disarray, anyone would ve pictured an unpleasant situation.

Neil, however, didn’t fight back He crumpled to the ground, touched his bleeding lip, and then managed to get back up.

He didnt even glance at Simmons, just fixed his eyes on the and said, “He hit fne for you, so I didn’t hit back.”

I gave a bitter laugh, “Why bother?”

“You once told me that the origin of feelings is unknown, but once they form, they run as deep as the ocean. I think I’m starting to understand,” Neil’s hair was a mess, covering one of his eyes, making it hard to gauge his emotions.

What the hell are you doing?” Simmons was also furious. “Save your sweet talk for your girlfriend, will you? Be a man and own up to your choices!”

Only then did Neil look at Simmons, but his gaze was icy, “What are you doing here? Do you live with her?” He pointed at me, his eyes narrowing into a sharp glare

“Yeah, so what? You–Simmons started to respond.

He wanted to rattle Neil, and I knew it. We’re all adults here, who doesn’t understand the feeling of possessiveness?

But I cut him off, “He’s just staying for a few days. If you have nothing else to do, you should leave. You must be busy with your company back home. Your time is precious, don’t waste it here. Goodbye”

Then I grabbed Simmons and went straight up to the third floor and shut the door behind us.

“Rena, haven’t you moved on from him?” Simmons sat down, looking a bit crestfallen.

“It’s not about whether I’ve moved on or not. We’re divorced, there’s no need for this kind of conflict. Whether it’s you or him who gets hurt, I can’t escape the blame “I massaged my throbbing temples.

deal with an angry

smell of fish hit me, making me feel nauseous. I bolted to the bathroom.

minute later, Simmons called out from outside the door, “Rena,

1. After I threw up, I managed to get up, opened the door and asked him,

made fish soup. You can’t

didn’t say a word.

my hands, Simmons stayed by my side. He kept his

did Stella have to put me in this situation? Living together is the

and I were sitting on the couch in silence. His brows were furrowed the whole

a long while, he asked, “Have you really decided to be a

I don’t want to get married “I sighed, “Simmons, can you help me keep this a secret, even from Stella? She’s married to Mitch Hebert now, and I

He quickly got up, marched to the door, flung it open and stormed out.

taken aback and immediately

against his

as I reached the bottom of the stairs, Simmons charged at

also furious. His cigarette had long

Simmons

years, and even after the divorce, you’re still hurting her. You’re shameless” Siminons got kicked, but he didn’t back down. He steadied himself

point in fighting for her? She wouldn’t choose you. Not then, not now Damn it!”

men fighting… I didn’t dare to intervene. It wasn’t like before

her? Do you know her -Simmons

around his waist, “I don’t love him

as I finished speaking, the

looked down at me,

the other hand, looked

I didn’t look at

into his car from behind. He slammed the car door with all his might, as if venting

a while, Simmons broke the silence, “He’s gone.”