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.

something caught my eye. The blood on Neil’s left forearm seemed thicker, the sleeve of his shirt clinging to it. It

clenched. “You’re hurt.

Neil’s left

examine it. Upon seeing his wound, he frowned but didn’t

blood and what if the

arching. Despite his injury, he seemed in

course I am! You got hurt saving me, Neil. Can you please act like an adult and get your

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 you’re

I wasn’t sure

I called

paler. My heart pounded.

asked louder,

doctor. I didn’t know if a wound there

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

still didn’t respond. He looked

to check

eyes, a glint of mischief in them.

around my waist, and I ended up sprawled on his chest,

to get up, but

making his smirk appear all the more sinister. “Technically, it would be better if I died, then no one would bother you anymore.”

than angry as I shouted, “Let go

hurt saving you, so shouldn’t you be

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