Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled

Chapter 389

“Word has it that Neil’s parents are quite smitten with the boy. They’ve been itching to be grandparents for a while now. They must be absolutely thrilled.” My father casually mentioned.

If Ryan and Faith Whitmore ever found out that Serena and Brandon were their grandchildren, I bet they would have been over the moon.

It was not as though the Whitmores couldn’t afford to provide for them. But it was heartbreaking to know that my twins were destined to grow up without the affection of their grandparents.

No matter what, I had to do everything in my power to fill the void of love they were missing.

Three days later, Stella and Mitch returned to Eldoria, this time accompanied by their newborn. They had left the older twins with the grandparents for the time

being.

Bounding into my house with her usual enthusiasm, Stella announced, “Rena, let’s go out and have some fun!”

“Fun? What kind of fun?” I asked absentmindedly while trimming Brandon’s nails.

“There’s this couple’s retreat on an island nearby for three days and two nights. It’s just a two-hour drive from here. Let’s go!” Stella, ever the restless spirit, proposed. I refused, a bit helpless, “I can’t. I have the kids. Why don’t you and Mitch go?”

Stella pouted, “That’s no fun. You and Russel have kids together and yet you haven’t even thrown a wedding party or anything. You need to do something significant.” Then she looked at Russel and asked, “Don’t you think so, Russel?”

Russel was perched by the window, basking Serena in the sunlight. He had placed her on his lap, and his arms gently wrapped around her. The scene was heartwarming.

often, Serena would wave her little hands around, seemingly

softly. “If she

Aren’t you going to give him an

not say anything. Instead, he gave me a knowing look, and his eyes were full of affectionate indulgence.

me take care of the kids of his

just let him back in. Deep down, they were hoping for a romantic spark to ignite

You’re not exclusively breastfeeding. So, we can manage for a few days,” my mother chimed in. “We’ll

tried to refuse; the idea of going on a

are you worried about? We’re their grandparents. Don’t you trust us? We’ll call you if anything happens. Consider this a

about being bored at home when you were pregnant. Now you have a chance to

by my parents’ persuasion and Stella’s encouragement, I reluctantly agreed to go, partly out of

tickled Serena, radiating warmth and

little swayed or moved, I would have been lying. At that

to recognize their own father. If I could have

Russel could keep showering them with the same

being so good to my children? He had every right

this Friday, and I’ll pick you up!” Stella bade me goodbye, then took off

time, we could have hired a nanny to help my parents with Serena and Brandon. I was a bit worried that they might-have struggled to manage, and I was wary of the old-fashioned childcare methods they might have employed. A professional nanny

a nanny service and received profiles of

come to my house on Friday morning. After briefing her on the basic childcare needs, Stella arrived, as

Stella

followed in another car, heading towards the island that

music and occasionally made small talk, which was