Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled

Chapter 484

My jaw dropped. How did Neil get in?

Sure, he knew the front gate code to enter the yard, but I was certain I had locked the living room door.

I swiftly rose to open the door, and there he was, standing right outside.

“How did you get in?” The thought of a murderer sneaking into my house had spooked me, and now I was wary even of Neil.

Neil turned and made his way towards the living room. Puzzled, I trailed behind him only to find the living room door wide open, bathing the room in a silvery moonlight.

He was still in his bloody clothes, looking oddly sophisticated yet freakish, especially with the way he was peering at the door. It made me inexplicably nervous.

“Did it scare you silly?” Neil finally broke the silence, “Why didn’t you lock the door?”

I was taken aback. Had I forgotten to lock the living room door when I went to the bedroom?

Perhaps the events of the night had shaken me too much, leaving my mind in chaos.

I stammered, “Um… I forgot. How’s Daisy? Is it okay?”

“It’s still at the vet. It’ll have to stay for a while but luckily, its thick fur protected its vital organs,” Neil replied, then looked at me and asked, “Are you sure you’re not hurt?”

I nodded. I wasn’t injured, just mentally and emotionally overwhelmed.

blood on Neil’s left forearm seemed thicker, the sleeve of his shirt clinging to it. It looked like he’d been

heart clenched. “You’re hurt.

pointed at Neil’s

Upon seeing his wound, he frowned but didn’t seem overly

dropped off Daisy, you should’ve gone to the hospital. You’ve lost a lot of blood and what if the wound gets infected?” I was getting frustrated, whether from seeing all

arching. Despite his injury, he seemed in good spirits. “Are you worried

Can you please act like an adult

hands hanging loosely by his sides. He looked tired, but there was a hint of a smile on his lips, “Is it too

wasn’t sure if

I called

his face growing paler. My heart pounded.

asleep?” I asked louder,

to panic. I wasn’t a doctor. I didn’t know if a wound there could be

him and gently nudged

respond. He looked like… a corpse.

I reached out to

eyes, a glint of mischief in them. He grabbed my wrist,

waist, and I ended up sprawled on his chest,

up, but his grip tightened, pinning

might be dead?” His face was still pale, making his smirk appear all the more sinister. “Technically, it would be better if

of your mind?” I was more embarrassed than angry

shouldn’t

but Neil let out a pained grunt, “If you move, my wound will open