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

all this way 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

Neil’s voice from downstairs. I looked down

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

you back?” I tried to

not in a good

us arguing, I lowered my

on the edge of the bed, then rubbed my hand that he held too tightly, looking up at him.

stopped and asked, “Irene,

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

you consider this when you married

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

several documents, showed 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 sign.”

considerate wife in the world, even prepared three different versions of the divorce agreement

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 the window to smoke

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

cigarette after another. His silence made

found an average guy, Alicia threw herself into her work. They all

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

my mom for nearly thirty years, why can’t I win Neil over to spend the

mom’s birthday. You’re coming with

he was not ready for a divorce yet, not because he loved me, but because he’d