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

with me. I wanted to tell him about all the

voice from downstairs. I

and headed towards the master bedroom on the second floor. Neil also hurriedly went upstairs, attempting to intercept mé. He was tall and fast, caught up to

tried to play it cool.

something?” Neil was clearly not in a good mood, his icy stare filled with anger.

servants to hear us arguing, I lowered my voice, “Let’s talk inside.”

sat on the edge of the bed, then rubbed my hand that he held too tightly, looking

in front of me, finally stopped and asked, “Irene, what are you

I was angry too, “What do you want? Nothing happened between Oscar and me, we’re just friends. You’re clearly pursuing Bonnie, don’t you think you owe me

should’ve known I’ve never lacked women. Didn’t you consider this when you married me?” Neil looked at me with a

you, is that it?” I scoffed, stood up and stared back at him, “I’ve told you, I’m not playing

are three divorce agreements here. One, I leave with nothing. Two, you give me 3% of Whitmore Co. shares. Three,

prepared three different versions of the divorce

angrier. He tore up the agreements, threw them in the trash,

back, “I’ve

just kept smoking one cigarette after another. His

an average guy, Alicia threw herself into her

faithful to me. When we got married, my mom asked me if I regretted it. I was still dreaming about love then, so of course,

why can’t I

birthday. You’re coming with

divorce yet, not because he loved me, but because he’d weighed the pros and cons and decided