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

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

when I heard Neil’s voice from downstairs. I looked down from

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

I tried to play

not in a good

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

of me, finally stopped and asked, “Irene, what

that?” 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

women. Didn’t you consider

is that it?” I scoffed, stood up and stared back at him, “I’ve told you, I’m not playing that game anymore. You chase Bonnie, I

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

world, even prepared three different versions of the divorce agreement

the trash, took off

long time ago,” I said lightly, watching his back, “I’ve brought up divorce several times now. If you agree,

respond, just kept smoking one cigarette after another. His silence

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

would find other ways to have fun. So a man like Neil could never be faithful to me. When we got married, my mom asked me if I regretted it. I was

my dad could stay with my mom for nearly thirty years, why can’t I win Neil over to spend

coming with me,” Neil said, changing

not because he loved me, but because he’d weighed the pros and