Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled

Chapter 447

“I’m off to cook, Russel finally said, his gaze dropping as he headed towards the kitchen.

A pang of sympathy hit me, coupled with a sense of guilt.

Neil, however, seemed oblivious to the emotional undercurrents between Russel and myself. He was absorbed in studying Serena’s face, his eyes filled with a profound sadness.

He looked up at me, his eyes mirroring his sorrow. “Do you think our daughter would have looked like her if she hadn’t passed away?”

I had never told Neil the gender of our first child, yet his question caught me off guard.

A sharp pain pierced my heart at the mention of our lost child.

“How did you know it was a girl?” I asked, my voice laced with bitterness.

“I looked into your medical records before,” Neil said, his gaze unwavering.

“I need a favor.”

“Which is?” I asked, surprised at his confession.

For a moment, Neil hesitated, his usually decisive demeanor faltering. The gravity of the situation was evident.

I couldn’t fathom what I could possibly do for him, apart from a DNA test with Serena, which I had no intention of agreeing to.

“Although I checked your medical records, the only copy of the ultrasound for our baby is with you. Do you still have it?” Neil finally asked, catching me off guard. I froze.

The ultrasound image was the only picture I had of our child. I had kept it safe, never losing it.

This was uncharacteristic of him; a man of his stature,

first child was gone before it was even born. There was nothing left to fight

it was being suffocated and my eyes

let Neil see it. But I didn’t want to rehash the painful memories.

smile. “I don’t have it anymore. I threw it away because it was too painful to keep.” Neil’s face fell at my words, his lips curving into a forced smile. He didn’t say anything, but went back to

to fill the air, painting a picture of warmth and love. In a sudden

his eyes shining with excitement.

picture of it

picture of the ultrasound image during the scan. Although it wasn’t as clear

or more accurately, resembled Brandon now, especially the nose and lips.

my heart. I quickly sent the picture to Neil

check the picture. While I took Serena from him, she was quiet and

picture, his eyes filled with longing and sorrow. I had never seen him like this before.

If he didn’t,

saying that a man who doesn’t love a woman

thoughts filled my mind like overgrown weeds, refusing to

Neil looked up at me. His eyes

time,” he said, his

away. I knew Neil had his doubts, but he didn’t want to resort to a DNA test. If the results weren’t

breaking the

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looked at each other, our eyes filled

finally spoke. My voice was not my own, yet it was firm and resolute. “Serena and Brandon are mine and Russel’s children. Neil, I’m sorry, but my heart changed back then. If you don’t believe me, you can get a

Neil’s