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.

on Neil’s left forearm seemed thicker, the sleeve of his shirt clinging to it.

heart clenched. “You’re hurt.

pointed at Neil’s left arm.

wound, he frowned but didn’t seem overly concerned. “Hmm, he

you crazy? After you dropped off Daisy, you should’ve gone to the hospital. You’ve lost a lot of blood and what if the wound

his injury, he seemed in good spirits.

please act like an adult and get

soft grunt, leaning back on the couch, his hands hanging loosely by his sides. He looked tired, but there was a hint of a

he let out a sigh and closed his eyes I wasn’t sure if he was just resting or if he had really passed

I called

paler. My heart pounded. Could he be dying?

I asked louder, but still, he didn’t

a doctor. I didn’t know

gently

didn’t respond. He

to check his

touch him, he suddenly opened his eyes, a glint of mischief in them. He grabbed my wrist, and with

sprawled on his chest, his eyes

up, but his grip

all the more sinister. “Technically, it would be better if I died, then no one

more embarrassed than angry as I shouted, “Let

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

to squirm away, but Neil let out a pained grunt, “If you move, my wound will open up again. It