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.

you to owe me anything, and I don’t need compensation. All I need is

stood in front of Neil with him. I won’t give him up either Neil, you need to

back now.

surprised by my initiative. A relieved smile spread across his face. Our hands

slamming the door

heart skipped

living room was quiet again. Russel looked at the half-prepared food on the table and apologized, “Sorry about that. Something sudden came

admitted. “I thought you were hanging out with

Reynolds?’ Russel playfully stroked my cheek, bending down to comfort me. “There’s nothing going on between us. You’re all think

“Then keep feeling happy! You might

shaking his head immediately. “No, no, no! If I screw up again, you can

Now, come eat barbecue with me.” As I spoke, I headed

once-chilly apartment now

going on a business trip the next day. He asked, “How

week, depending on how long it

I supposed to do

but laugh, “Who knew that you would be

a piece of perfectly grilled steak and said

the steak, glancing outside from time to time. The rain was getting heavier,

left. He was so stubborn that he was probably still standing downstairs,

we finished eating, it was late. Russel kindly cleaned up the table, tossed the dishes and utensils into the dishwasher, then brought out a plate of washed fruit from the kitchen and set it

man,” I praised

me, turned, and looked at me, “So

a grape for him,

to be

as a

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