Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled

Chapter 223

I immediately sensed the tension in the air. I nudged Neil gently. “I’ve said all there is to say. You can go now.”

“When did you ever clear things up?’ Neil’s eyes were locked on Russel, even as he responded to me

Russel finally got on his feet. He walked into the living room and shut the door behind him.

My living room was not big. With Neil and Russel, two big and burly guys, it felt a bit cramped.

“Neil, why are you hassling my girlfriend?’ Russel asked in an ice-cold tone.

“I’m just trying to get back with my ex-wife” Neil retorted shamelessly.

“But she’s my girlfriend now. You’re history. As a man, you should accept reality, not desperately cling to her. Russel tried to reason with Neil, but his eyes were filled with anger.

Neil scoffed, seemingly unphased, “As long as I’m alive, I’m not history. And you, after all these years of friendship, this is how you treat me?”

From any angle, Russel was in the wrong here. That was how the outside world saw it, too. Even if I were the last woman on Earth, Russel shouldn’t have gotten together with his friend’s ex-wife.

Russels face changed instantly. He had a flash of complex emotions in his eyes, and clearly guilt was among them. He glanced at me, and I returned his gaze silently. At this point, I could pretty much take anything. If Russel couldn’t handle the pressure and decided to break up with me, I could take that

too.

I took a lot of hits in this life and in my past life. Because of this, my ability to endure had grown stronger.

“I owe you this one. When the time is right, I’ll make it up to you.” Russel explained.

All

up either Neil, you need to move on.” Neil’s gaze was fixed on our clasped hands. His teeth clenched, and

back now.

me, surprised by my initiative. A relieved smile spread across his face.

Neil left, slamming the door behind him with a

skipped

looked at the half-prepared food on the table and apologized, “Sorry about that. Something sudden came up at -work. I

admitted. “I thought you were hanging

between us. You’re all think about every second. But I can’t help but

hand away. “Then keep feeling happy! You might just make me mad enough to

no, no! If I screw up again, you can

me.” As I spoke, I headed to the kitchen and

once-chilly apartment now felt a

I told Russell would be going on a business trip the next day. He asked, “How

it takes me to

to do when

laugh, “Who knew that you would

grilled steak and said gently, “I only cling

time to time. The rain

He was so

dishes and utensils into the dishwasher, then brought out a plate of washed fruit from the kitchen and set

are a good man,” I praised him while

looked at me, “So do I get

thought, I peeled a grape for him, ‘Here’s a grape

pretended to be

as a reward

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