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.

Neil’s left forearm seemed thicker, the sleeve of his shirt clinging

heart clenched. “You’re hurt. Your arm…”

Neil’s

seeing his wound, he frowned but

the hospital. You’ve lost a lot of blood and what if the wound gets infected?” I was getting frustrated, whether from seeing all the blood or worrying

arching. Despite his injury, he seemed

you please act like an adult and get your

He looked tired, but there was a hint of a smile on his lips, “Is it too much to

closed his eyes I wasn’t sure if he was just resting or

called out.

his face growing paler. My heart pounded. Could he be

asleep?” I asked louder,

I didn’t know if a wound there

walked over to him and gently nudged him, “Neil,

respond. He looked like… a

out to check

mischief in them.

I ended up sprawled on his chest,

to get up, but his grip tightened, pinning me

his smirk appear all the more

than angry as I shouted, “Let go of

you, so shouldn’t you be responsible?” Neil played

grunt, “If you move, my wound will open up again. It had just stopped