Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled

Chapter 62

“What do you think?” I tossed aside all the chaotic thoughts, and answered in a mysterious tone on purpose.

Garnett’s mouth twitched into a grin, gently pushing his glasses up on his nose. “I don’t know, but I hope you don’t have a boyfriend, so I stand a chance.”

Was this dude into me? I began to doubt. He didn’t seem to differ much from other men. Probably he just felt more comfortable with me after chatting for some time, and started to reveal his intentions. I downed the rest of my drink in one gulp, and stood up. “Enough of this, Mr. Kemp. I’m off.”

Seeing me about to leave, Garnett also stood up hastily. “Could you leave me your contact? I’ll show you I’m serious.”

Even if he was serious, so what? I was serious with Neil for ten years, and what did I get? Still, I gave Garnett my number. If Neil could have a blast with his mistress, why couldn’t I find someone to kill time?

After leaving my contact, I found Stella and the others. They were ready to call it a night too, so we all headed home.

Outside the bar, Bailey was waiting for me in the cold wind. Every time I had drinks, I would ask him to pick me up. He always opened the car door for me with respect, and helped me into the car. I held his hand, and said very seriously, “Bailey, don’t worry. I’ll give you a raise next year.”

No matter what, Bailey always faithfully followed my orders without any complaints. He paused, a strange look flashed across his face. Then he closed the door for me, quickly got into the driver’s seat, and drove me back to Sterling Estates.

On the way home, I saw the snowman, stared at it quietly for a few seconds, then poked out its eyes.

“You and Neil are both blind.” I muttered. What did I lack compared to Bonnie? Except that I was not as young as her.

Its sweet meow instantly lightened my mood a bit. I found it playing with a ball of yarn in its cat bed, picked it up and buried my face in its fur. After a while, I took a selfie

and go to bed. Just before I fell asleep, I saw Oscar had sent me a few messages, and a picture of a kitten, which looked very cute. He asked, “Irene,

“It’s alright. A friend’s cat is temporarily staying at my place. I found it quite cute, is that

was really cute, so I decided to keep it. The

of the kitten. The kitten in the video was so fat it looked like a pig. It tried to jump onto a chair but fell because it was too chubby. It was both funny and cute. I couldn’t help but laugh.

Oscar must have seen my post and thought I really liked cats, so he started the conversation. That feeling, it was like doing it on purpose. I knew it very well, because once upon a time,

end, Oscar transferred all the money he owed me at once, saying: Thank you, Irene, I’ll treat

tomorrow. I plan to take Boomer for a

quickly: Okay!

my phone, I hugged my pillow and went to sleep. I couldn’t overwork

the address and time to Oscar. When I arrived at the pet store, he was already waiting there. He was wearing a thin black jacket, a turtleneck sweater

broadly. It seemed like he was starting

I said to Oscar, carrying a transparent pet cage, and wrapping my coat tightly around me. I wondered if he was cold wearing so

to the store staff, and sat on the couch with Oscar, playing with his chubby kitten. The kitten was very lively, but due to its chubby figure, it often failed to jump up. It ran to my right side, trying to jump onto my shoulder. I was scared and stepped back,

at him. Only after the

didn’t dare to look into my eyes, his gaze following the kitten, and his voice was a bit nervous.

want to buy it a hairpin!” I suddenly thought of it, got up and picked a pink cat hairpin. I asked Oscar to hold the

ear.

in front of Boomer, even tried to provoke it. Boomer, who was being groomed, didn’t like

and captured this interesting scene, then sent it to Russel,

perhaps he was

the pet store, Oscar and