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

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

and said, “Neil, you’re

vein throbbed. He stared at

I was used to that

and continued to drink heavily planning to get smashed that

the floor. The sound of shattering

in

gave her a cold glance. The waiter immediately swallowed her words

take you with me, Neil yanked me off the sofa and into his arms. His voice was chilling. “This is the result of your

Neil

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

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

of

me Let go I started

twisted my arms

as I was now, I would be no

back of my neck with one hand, pressing my upper

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

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

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

the darkness. I had no idea how long he tormented me. I felt dizzy and uncomfortable I couldn’t even

bathtub. A pair of hands roamed over my body gently and meticulously cleaning

the soft and

dreamed of

only seen a few photos of her, she was incredibly clear in my dream. She appeared near and far by my side. Whenever I looked