Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled

Chapter 279

| froze Just as I opened my eyes, the hand on my neck tightened slowly. The feeling of being unable to breathe was extremely unsettling

Nell Whitmore looked menacingly cold and shockingly ruthless. His gaze was sharper than a knife

“Where’s Stella” Why is it you?” I forced myself to speak, pushing Neil’s hand away

Do you want other people to see you seducing men?” Neil’s fingers gripped me hard and then let go. He questioned me angrily.

He dared to question me?

A surge of anger erupted from within me. I was incredibly furious. “Let go of me! You jerk! What right do you have to control me?”

“I have the right because you’re mine now! If not, where’s the sincerity in our reconciliation? Neil let go of me, his eyes full of possessiveness

I scoffed sat up, and grabbed a glass of wine from the table, draining it in one gulp. I wiped the corner of my mouth and turned to Neil, “Do you really care about me? Do you really love me? When you were with me, did you ever think about Karina Aaron?”

“And your unborn child.” I poured another glass of wine, adding that sentence expressionlessly

Suddenly, I felt the temperature around me drop sharply, making me want to put on my coat

Neil probably didn’t expect me to know about that, hence his strong reaction.

We remained silent, like two statues.

After a while, Neil spoke, “Who told you?”

“It doesn’t matter who told me. The fact is, Karina was pregnant with your child when she committed suicide. What a pity” I drank glass after glass of wine, never stopping I didn’t care if my body could take it

snatched the wine glass

said,

at

care. I was used to that

wine bottle and continued to drink heavily planning

and smashed it on the floor. The sound of

in and

glance. The waiter immediately swallowed her words and quickly closed

off the sofa and into his arms. His voice was chilling. “This is

Neil

I had become quite proficient at hitting Neil. Even though I was drunk, unsteady and being held tightly by him, I still found a tricky angle.

would have meant certain defeat, a slap didn’t count as a fight, and Neil wouldn’t have

His tongue gently touched the corner of his wounded lip, then he smirked. “My

of me Let go I started to scream.

him, then twisted my arms behind my back and

if I wasnt as drunk as I was now, I would be no match for him.

held the back of my neck with one

a chill down below I knew Neil was about to vent his beastly desires on me again. Tears uncontrollably flowed from my eyes, I sobbed and

cursing” Neil’s voice was

my lip, forcing myself to sober up quickly, but the next second, a feeling that I shouldn’t have swept

tormented me. I felt dizzy and uncomfortable I couldn’t even remember how I got back to

water Someone put me in the bathtub. A pair of hands roamed over my body gently and meticulously

asleep in the soft

night, I dreamed of someone unexpected –

my dream. She appeared near and far

up, my head was pounding

drink it