Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled

Chapter 180

Bailey could be called a real whizz at domestic chores. He used to whip up meals for me quite often.

It had been a while since I last tasted his cooking I guess trying it again wouldn’t hurt.

“All right, my folks will be back soon. Why don’t you start cooking so we can all eat together?” I set down my cello, stretching my stiff shoulders and

orms.

Bailey nodded and headed downstairs to cook while I went and had a relaxing bath, looking forward to a good night’s sleep after dinner.

By the time my parents returned, Bailey had prepared a few homely dishes that smelled delicious. My mom invited him to join us, but he declined.

“You should head home and get some rest then.” I said.

“Okay” Bailey looked at me, seeming like be wanted to say something, but ended up just sighing helplessly before leaving

I’ve been feeling pretty laid back recently, lazing around doing nothing much. After dinner, I went upstairs to bed, picked up a book, and began to read.

It wasn’t until Alicia appeared at my bedroom door that I thought I was hallucinating.

Alicia came in, shutting the door behind her and locking it.

“Ali, what brings you here?” I tossed the book aside, asking in surprise.

“Neil’s been injured. Stella called your driver to let you know. Didn’t you get the message?” Alicia sat down by my bed, “She and Mitch are at the hospital now, too scared to inform Neil’s parents, and they can’t let the media find out”

I was taken aback, “Neil is hurt? Is it serious?”

“It’s pretty bad. That’s why I came to tell you,” Alicia sighed heavily, “He’s got a head injury and needs hospitalization.”

I was shocked. How did Neil end up getting hit on the head?

going to

and stop drinking so

doctors. Otherwise, Stella wouldn’t have asked me to find you. We all don’t want any more issues between you and Neil Alicia seemed a

wasn’t him being stubborn; he

to go to the hospital. If Neil had insisted on tormenting himself like this, it was not going to be the last time, and I couldn’t always be there to help

It was Mitch. He spoke a few words and then asked me to take the call.

now, it seems like you’re the only one who can get through to him. He refuses treatment and won’t take his medicine or get his shots.” Mitch pleaded desperately, “I understand this may cause you

“It’s

for me. Neil and I have been good friends

I stood Neil up

mind right now, I can’t guarantee if my words will have any effect.” I

when you get here!”

change my clothes, then asked, ‘Are you still planning

him up a few days ago. This is one of the indirect reasons he’s been drinking heavily. Plus, Mitch seemed like he

looking concerned about my

we found Sean

be getting along quite well.

for a late–night snack; he

I were to go, there would be Stella,

worry, there’s another friend of mine going with us too, the four of us together.

my parents immediately relaxed, “All right, Rena, make sure you

“Okay” I agreed.

Sean. Once we got in

standing guard. There were quite a few blood stains on the white hospital bed. The smell of alcohol mixed with

back of his head; he was lying on his side

here!” Mitch’s eyes instantly

stir a bit when he heard Mitch’s

examining his wound, I asked, “How old are you? Still getting drunk and getting into fights, you’re the only son your parents have.

blood still stained his long, thick