Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled

Chapter 279

| froze Just as I opened my eyes, the hand on my neck tightened slowly. The feeling of being unable to breathe was extremely unsettling

Nell Whitmore looked menacingly cold and shockingly ruthless. His gaze was sharper than a knife

“Where’s Stella” Why is it you?” I forced myself to speak, pushing Neil’s hand away

Do you want other people to see you seducing men?” Neil’s fingers gripped me hard and then let go. He questioned me angrily.

He dared to question me?

A surge of anger erupted from within me. I was incredibly furious. “Let go of me! You jerk! What right do you have to control me?”

“I have the right because you’re mine now! If not, where’s the sincerity in our reconciliation? Neil let go of me, his eyes full of possessiveness

I scoffed sat up, and grabbed a glass of wine from the table, draining it in one gulp. I wiped the corner of my mouth and turned to Neil, “Do you really care about me? Do you really love me? When you were with me, did you ever think about Karina Aaron?”

“And your unborn child.” I poured another glass of wine, adding that sentence expressionlessly

Suddenly, I felt the temperature around me drop sharply, making me want to put on my coat

Neil probably didn’t expect me to know about that, hence his strong reaction.

We remained silent, like two statues.

After a while, Neil spoke, “Who told you?”

she committed suicide. What a pity” I drank glass after glass of wine, never stopping I didn’t care if my body could take it

wine glass from

said, “Neil, you’re going to hell! Hahaha.

at

I was used to that

and continued to drink heavily planning to

it on the

pushed the door in and said, “Excuse

The waiter immediately swallowed her words and quickly closed the door.

I’m going to hell. I’ll take you with me, Neil yanked me off the sofa and into his arms. His voice was chilling. “This is the result of your years of provoking

Neil

at hitting Neil. Even though I was drunk, unsteady and being held tightly by him, I still found a tricky angle.

a slap didn’t count as a fight, and Neil wouldn’t have hit me

of his wounded lip, then he smirked. “My

go of me Let go I

to his chest, my back against him, then twisted my arms behind my back and tied them with

was now, I

in the room. He held the back of my neck with one hand, pressing my upper body directly onto the sofa. It was a very humiliating position.

I knew Neil was about to vent his beastly desires on me again. Tears uncontrollably flowed from my eyes, I sobbed and cursed him

around with men. You can keep cursing” Neil’s voice was as cold as a judge sentencing a

but my lip, forcing myself to sober up quickly, but the next second, a feeling that I shouldn’t

how long he tormented me. I felt dizzy and uncomfortable I couldn’t even remember how I got back

heard the sound of water Someone put me in the bathtub. A pair of

the soft and warm

of someone

near and far by my side. Whenever I