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?”

with your child when she committed suicide. What a pity” I drank glass after

as I was about to continue drinking, Neil snatched the wine glass

at Neil and said,

throbbed. He stared at

didn’t care. I was used to

his gaze, I picked up the wine bottle and continued to drink heavily planning to get smashed that

me again and smashed it on the

door in and said, “Excuse

waiter immediately swallowed her words and quickly

take you with me, Neil yanked me off the sofa and into his arms. His voice

slapped Neil

hitting Neil. Even though I was

have meant certain defeat, a slap didn’t count as a fight, and Neil wouldn’t have hit

titted slightly. His tongue gently touched the corner of his wounded

me Let go I started to scream.

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

as drunk as I was now, I would be no match for

with one hand,

desires on me again. Tears uncontrollably flowed from my eyes, I sobbed and cursed him loudly. “Weill I curse you to die without a proper buriall You’re nothing but a

with men. You can keep cursing” Neil’s voice was as cold as a judge sentencing a criminal, yet flirtatious

up quickly, but the next second,

me. I felt dizzy and uncomfortable I

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

the soft and warm

I dreamed of someone unexpected –

photos of her, she was incredibly clear in my dream. She appeared near and far by