Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled

Chapter 64

Oscar looked at me with a complex expression, then nodded slowly. “Thanks, Irene.”

I guessed he was starting to get it now. Like why took the muddy road when life had offered you a shortcut?

“Trene, gotta head out.” After a while, Oscar got up with the kitten to say goodbye, “Later”

“Okay, I’ll drive you” I stood up too.

Oscar shook his head, “No need, I’ll just grab a cab. It’s too cold outside and the roads are slippery. Not safe to drive, you should stay inside.”

I didn’t argue, watched Oscar leave, then hugged Boomer and showered him with kisses before taking him upstairs to play the piano.

Boomer was way more behaved than Neil. He never complained when I play.

As the snow outside got heavier, I played a few tunes then took Boomer to the window to watch the snow. It was getting dark and the lights in the estate were on, casting a cold hue on the snow.

Suddenly, a servant ran downstairs to open the front door. Neil’s car pulled up. He got out, slammed the door shut in annoyance, and headed inside.

I was startled, Neil’s words echoing in my head, “You’ll see.”

did h

to settle scores, did he? I freaked out a little. In my past life, I couldn’t wait for him to come home and fight with me. I wanted to tell him about all the things I’ve sacrificed, hoping he’d feel guilty and stay. But now, I was

downstairs. I looked down from the hallway and saw

attempting to intercept mé. He was tall and fast, caught up to me in a few strides. By the time I opened the door,

I tried to play it

a good mood, his

arguing, I lowered my voice, “Let’s talk inside.”

pulled me in. I steadied myself, sat on the edge of the bed, then rubbed my hand that he held too

me, finally stopped and asked, “Irene, what

happened between Oscar and me, we’re just friends. You’re clearly pursuing Bonnie, don’t

known I’ve never lacked women. Didn’t you consider this when you married

it?” I scoffed, stood up and stared back at him, “I’ve

them to Neil, and calmly said, “There are three divorce agreements here. One, I leave with nothing. Two, you give me 3% of Whitmore Co. shares. Three, you give me 8% of shares. Take your pick and

the most considerate wife in the world, even prepared three different versions of the divorce agreement for him to

my thoughtfulness, instead, he got even angrier. He tore up the agreements, threw them in the trash, took off his coat and threw it on the bed, then went to

a long time ago,” I said lightly, watching his back, “I’ve brought up divorce several times

after another. His silence made me

married, Barbara found an average guy, Alicia threw herself into her work. They all knew that marriage in our circle was just

be faithful to me. When we got married, my mom asked me if I regretted

dad could stay with my mom for nearly thirty years, why

You’re coming with me,” Neil said, changing

for a divorce yet, not because he loved me, but because he’d weighed the pros and cons and decided Bonnie can’t replace the