Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled

Chapter 511

“Sure, I’ll let you know as soon as I have any news.” I replied casually.

Until the day Dylan revealed his secret with Karina, I wouldn’t disclose her whereabouts to him, unless he found out on his own, which would be beyond my control.

After ending the call, Stella asked, “Is your friend trying to find a doctor?”

I nodded my head, pondered for a while, and decided to spill the beans about Karina and Dylan. After hearing the whole story, Stella shared my intuition that something fishy was going on between Dylan and Karina, and it wasn’t something small.

“Yeah, that’s why I want to figure out what’s going on. Karina has been relentlessly plotting against me, and I can’t just sit and do nothing.” I responded.

“Absolutely!” Stella agreed with my approach, “She’s cunning and even more manipulative than that Bonnie Bitch we knew. We need to be prepared.”

I

As I glanced outside, darkness had fallen again. I realized I had been back in Rosemont for a week now. Time flied.

Only here did I feel a sense of belonging. The environment and the cultural vibe made me feel comfortable. I secretly made up my mind that if I could clear things up with Neil and Russel and avoid any future entanglements, I would return and live in Rosemont for the rest of my life.

After all, my best friends were here.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang. The housekeeper went to answer it, but she didn’t recognize the visitor and came back to inform Stella.

Before the housekeeper could finish her sentence, I saw a shadow darting in. It was literally darting, for it was as fast as a dog. But it wasn’t an actual dog; it was Mitch.

looking like he hadn’t slept or cared for himself for days. He seemed to

from the floor and threw it

angrily at Stella, “How could you dress like that and go

stunned. How did Mitch

Neil who told

the bar is my business, not yours!”

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mat. After identifying his three children, he attempted to carry them all at once. Stella tried to stop him, “What are you doing? Are

don’t be a shrew!” Mitch stared at Stella, mustering the courage

grabbed the children from Mitch’s arms, but the older two recognized their dad and insisted on

going on. I stepped in, trying to end their quarrel,

at the children in her arms. They were indeed frightened. She softened her tone and summoned the babysitters,

marks under his eyes. I asked, “Aren’t you

the kids to go to

leaked the information. How could he… “Why the hell did Russel tell you

your kid had gastroenteritis, and you went to a bar?” Mitch suddenly turned his anger

Then my kid got sick, and I rushed to the hospital. Did you think I’d go out when

sure are bold, Irene. Don’t you have