Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled

Chapter 242

“If they don’t want to lose me, they need to accept you. Russel replied assertively

I was dumbstruck by his words. Was he threatening his parents in the same way as her mom?

Russel was definitely not that kind of person. He would only resort to such a strategy if he felt he had no other choice. This made me realize how deeply he loved me.

I had a man in my life who loved me with all his heart. He was willing to go to great lengths just to see me happy. However, despite his unwavering affection, I couldn’t help but feel an overwhelming sadness that made me want to cry.

Because I didn’t deserve his kindness, I was not worth his sacrifice.

*Russel, you know, I never truly loved you. I was just… because I couldn’t find anyone else” I spoke bluntly.

“I’m still in love with Neil. I’m sorry”

After these words, Russel’s face turned very ugly. His eyes, once filled with affection, were now full of resentment.

However, he quickly regained his composure, “I know. I’ve always known that you haven’t let go of him.”

“So you can go now. As long as your parents don’t bother me in the future, that would be the biggest help to me” I said calmly while looking at Russel. Eventually, Russel left under the weight of my cold words. Looking at his wet figure, I wanted to say, “Aren’t you cold?” but I didn’t.

Not long after Russel left, my assistant came in again and said, ‘Ms. Finch, there’s a problem. Mr. Whitmore from Whitmore Co. is here; he wants to see you!”

My head started to ache. Why was he here? Was everything he said before a lie?

I refused adamantly. “Stop him at the reception, tell him I’m in a meeting.”

“Alright.” The assistant left in a hurry.

Finch, Mr. Whitmore said he’s here to discuss a collaboration. Should we still turn him away?” A collaboration?

partners wanted to sever ties with us immediately, and even the

this crucial moment, or was he just here

to refuse, the company’s current situation forced me not to do so. If we could collaborate with Whitmore Co., it would be like injecting a heart stimulant into

In the end, I chose to

suit. His every move exuded a

afternoon, Mr. Whitmore. I walked over, with the attitude and mindset of a business client, and extended my hand to shake Neil’s. Neil looked at my extended hand, then raised an eyebrow slightly, ‘Have

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was here to discuss a collaboration. Rather,

I silently brewed coffee for him. The aroma of the coffee filled the air. I handed him a

it, and then took a sip, his face filled

“What brings you here today?” I asked him directly, wanting

lack experience, so I’m thinking of finding someone to collaborate with What do you

too strange. I didn’t expect

a difficult situation, Neil

had some doubts. He had previously said he was going to suppress my stubbornness. Was there any other motive

me, “What, are

really want to help me or you have

heartily. You broke up with Russel. Why would I trick you? I’m in a great mood right now. I’ll help

afternoon sun shone on him through the glass, his cheeks seemed to be lit up by golden light, making him look very handsome, like a

eyes were bright, and there was no sense of threat when he looked at me. I could

mood because I broke up with Russel, and he

not involve personal matters?’ I

by personal matters?’ Neil asked on purpose.

past.” I replied

much, but after all, we were once married, and you know my feelings for you. It might be difficult to