Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled

Chapter 346

After a moment of silence on the other end, an uncomfortable voice said, “Mr. Whitmore was calling your name. I don’t think Bonnie showing up would do any good.”

That statement hit me like a ton of bricks. My mood, which had been gloomy as hell, seemed to lift a bit.

Unbelievable. I was so easily pacified. His assistant said one sentence, and my mood lightened.

“You’re overthinking. I have nothing to do with him now. Bonnie is his girlfriend; you should go find her and not bother me.” Although I felt better, I still spoke sharply.

The assistant continued pleading awkwardly, “Ms. Finch, please come over. If not, Mr. Whitmore is going to spend the night at the bar, and it’s going to be a mess.”

“Nope.” I replied.

Suddenly, there was a scream on the other end, “Mr. Whitmore!”

My heart jumped, and then there was a loud crashing noise, even drowning out the background music.

The assistant’s voice rang out anxiously, “Ms. Finch, please come over quickly. Mr. Whitmore somehow got into a fight. He’s hurt!” “This old trick again? He used to fool me with it. Nobody can beat him in a fight.” I was a bit worried, but remembering that Neil had used that trick before, I calmed down immediately.

The assistant was about to cry, “No, it’s not like that this time; please come and see. He mistook someone else’s girlfriend for you!”

That really threw me for a loop.

Was Neil drunk, or was he out of his mind?

was mistaking another woman for his girlfriend. When I arrived, Neil was bleeding from his forehead, and his assistant looked helpless. There was also a couple standing by them, and the guy

here. Please take Mr. Whitmore to the

beaten up so badly; doesn’t he know to call an ambulance?” I frowned.

assistant seemed to be at his wit’s

only did he mistake someone for me, but he also got beaten up by that person’s boyfriend, and he casually asked the guy

me and said, “You

my boyfriend.”

Irene? He’s been yelling

aback. Yes, that was me, but how could I admit

next to the guy then spoke up, her voice sweet as honey, “Oh, come on, this handsome guy just got a bit tipsy and mistook me for Irene. Let’s not be so hard on

Neil, as if she were hoping Neil

was blood on his face,

scream. I was

wants you to go to the hospital!” The assistant, who genuinely cared

“Fine, let’s

being drunk and injured, he staggered and ended up

you stop using these cliché tactics? What’s the point of hurting yourself?” I

point? Didn’t it bring you here?” Neil’s tone was light, with a trace of amusement. He

was speechless. Neil’s audacity shocked me

said, “You

he lunged at Neil, apparently feeling

him hit him, which gave him

mercy. He lifted his leg and kicked the guy hard. Then there was the

me, got it? Idiot.” Neil’s cold eyes stared