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.

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

clenched. “You’re hurt. Your

at Neil’s left

lifted his arm to examine it. Upon seeing his wound, he frowned but didn’t seem overly concerned. “Hmm, he got me good, but can

and what if the wound gets infected?”

injury, he

saving me, Neil. Can you please act like an adult and get your wound

on the couch, his hands hanging loosely by his sides. He looked tired, but there was a hint of a smile on his lips, “Is it too much to ask for you to admit

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

I called out.

paler. My heart pounded. Could he be

you asleep?” I asked louder, but still,

a doctor. I didn’t know if a wound there

gently nudged

He looked like…

reached out to check his breath.

to touch him, he suddenly opened his eyes, a glint of mischief in them. He

ended up sprawled on his chest, his eyes smoldering

but his

the more sinister. “Technically, it would be better if I died, then

was more embarrassed than angry as I shouted, “Let go of me. Let me

so shouldn’t you be responsible?” Neil played the victim.

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