Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled

Chapter 452

If Neil was still the sharp-witted man I knew, he would easily discern the disbelief in my eyes.

Did he really need to ask? He should have just declined and explained that we were not a married couple, let alone a family.

But it was Hiram who spoke up. The boy looked pretty miffed as he told the saleswoman, “Lady, you’re making things up. She’s not my mom, but this man here is my dad!”

Hiram shot me a glance and pouted, clearly upset.

The saleswoman seemed taken aback, probably trying to piece together the situation in her head. But whatever conclusion she came to did not seem favorable, as she suddenly looked at me disdainfully and exchanged a knowing glance with her colleague.

“Oh, we see. Our mistake!” they retracted their family portrait offer and turned to leave.

I didn’t dwell on it and continued walking forward, while Neil and Hiram trailed behind me.

Given my proximity to the saleswomen, I overheard some of their hushed talk.

“Such a woman, really…”

“Exactly, the man is parading his child around, but she doesn’t feel embarrassed?”

“Look at that man, handsome and wealthy-looking. She must be a homewrecker who was after him!”

They glanced back at me and quickly sped up their pace when they noticed my stern gaze.

just insult

and clear, loud enough

but only to shoot me a look before continuing on their way, their strides getting quicker. Their studio was just up

enter, I quickened my pace

brought Hiram over.

you two just say about me? Say it again.” I didn’t answer Neil, but turned my fierce gaze on

Their

to deny what I clearly heard, I’ll have to call the police.” I was adamant. It was one thing to be mistaken as Neil’s wife, but being called a homewrecker was

police caught them off guard. It seemed

of the studio manager. Understandably, it was bad for business.

going on here, Isla and Katara?”

is causing trouble for us!” Isla, one of the saleswomen, pointed at me. “We just offered them a family portrait and she refused. Then she started following us, accusing

right, Mr. Mark. We have no idea what we did to upset this lady.”

me, the “homewrecker”, was

accused. I looked at Mr. Mark. “You’re the

my demand, Mr. Mark’s polite demeanor changed instantly. “Lady,

a man of average height, slightly overweight. He stepped closer to me, creating

you think you’re doing?” Neil stepped in front of me, his imposing figure much more intimidating than Mr. Mark’s. Seeing Neil step up, Mr. Mark quickly reverted to his formal, polite demeanor. “Sir, it seems there’s been a misunderstanding between that

questioned my relationship with Neil, the two saleswomen started exchanging their knowing glances, which only fueled

my anger.

a homewrecker. If they do not apologize and