Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled

Chapter 127

Every time I brought up the topic of remarrying. Neil immediately became displeased. But I already had

my divorce papers, what else can he do to me? “Have you found the right one?” He asked

“Aren’t they everywhere?” I calmly respond. “Don’t forget when I was pursuing you, there were plenty of

others chasing after me too. I just chose you.”

Neil stared at me, his eyes filled with confusion. After a long while, he managed to voice his question,

“Why can we still talk so calmly? I’ve been thinking, did you change suddenly, or was it gradual? It feels

like you changed all of a sudden, but I don’t know what made you change”

I did change suddenly, because I had died once

From Neil’s perspective, he must be shocked. My feelings for him were so deep, it was impossible to

let go so quickly. Even the fact that we can still talk calmly now was because I had become very calm.

In Neil’s mind, he should be the one proposing the divorce, and I should be clinging on, looking

unwilling. That would be normal.

“What’s the big deal, weren’t you also smitten with Bonnie at first sight? It’s just a split–second

decision, who can really explain it?” I casually explained. “Really?” Neil didn’t seem to believe. “It’s not

because you found someone new?”

I’m lying in bed looking at Neil, “Why do you care so much whether I have a new love interest or not?”

Neil was taken aback, seemingly realizing his jealousy, and went silent for a while, as if contemplating

something.

I said. The things we lose and can’t have are always the best, right? Don’t come looking for me

anymore, I don’t want to meddle in your business with Bonnie any longer, I wish you two happiness.”

After saying this, I turned my back to Neil and stopped talking.

Neil should understand my meaning, he was just not willing to accept it. And I sincerely wish him and

Bonnie happiness, so he won’t have time to disturb my life

Neil and I shared the same social circle, so even if we divorce, there will inevitably be some overlaps,

but we can only be acquaintances.

“If this is what you truly want, alright, I respect your choice.” I heard Neil’s voice, followed by the sound

of his footsteps leaving. I didn’t turn around to look, I just continued to close my eyes and rest, as if he

never came

Three days later, I got the news from home, Neil announced our divorce to the media. He didn’t

announce it before, probably because he was indecisive between me and Bonnie.

I guess this was his final answer to me.

Stella and the others already knew about my divorce, so they weren’t too shocked, instead, it was the

netizens back home who started enjoying the tea.

User1: Neil divorced his wife for that college girl, right?

User2: This couple really disgusts me.

User3: Mr. Whitmore really likes Bonnie. Even though he had numerous scandals in the past, he never

chose to divorce. Doesn’t his wife try to get a portion of the property and leave?

User4: His wife doesn’t seem to be short on money…

After reading the comments for a while, I turned off my phone. The story that had tormented me for ten

years was nothing more than chitchat in the eyes

of others

Many people criticized Bonnie, I didn’t know if Ada would oppose her daughter being with Neil after

seeing these.

I hope this can all end here, but things didn’t go as I wished. Faith called, putting me in a difficult

position. I didn’t answer her first call, and not until she called again did I pick up.

“Irene Faith’s voice had a trace of anxiety, “I heard you’re in the hospital, what happened?”

“I’m fine.” I hesitated for a moment, then responded, “I’m just feeling weak, I need to rest in the hospital

for a while.”

As I was still bleeding a bit, my doctor suggested that I be discharged after the bleeding stopped and

the fetus stabilized.

My Faith paused, seemingly not used to my change of tone. After she recovered, she continued, “You

need to take good care of yourself. You’re already so skinny, and you need to eat more”

“I know. You need to look after yourself too.” I politely replied.

“Irene, it’s our family who did you wrong,” Faith sighed, “Neil told me before that the divorce was to let

you relax, and he would try to win you back. But now it seems he can’t.”

No wonder there was no reaction from his family when Neil and I divorced, so this was why I fell silent,

not knowing what to say.

“But I absolutely can’t accept Bonnie.” Faith suddenly became emotional, “Even if she gets pregnant

with Neil’s child in the future, I won’t acknowledge. If she wants to join the Whitmore family, she’ll have

to wait till I’m dead.”

I was a bit surprised, Faith hated Bonnie to the point where she won’t recognize her own grandchild?

Didn’t she always want to hold her grandchild? Then I understood, this was just her being too angry,

saying things in the heat of the moment. If Bonnie really got pregnant, Faith probably won’t be able to

help herself.

“Ma’am, if Neil and Bonnie truly love each other, then you should bless them. A harmonious family is

very important I softly advised

In my past life, I once cried and begged Faith to help me hold onto Neil, but she was powerless.

“What true love? Bonnie can’t possibly be that innocent. Anyway, I won’t accept her. If the Whitmore

family needs a daughter–in–law, then I only

acknowledge you.” Faith said.

Her words were filled with sincerity and emotions, but I felt nothing. Maybe she really did like me as her

daughter–in–law, but for Karina’s sake, I can’t forgive her.

We talked for a bit longer, then I ended the call.

The news of my hospitalization must have been told by Neil to Faith, nobody else back home should

know. I didn’t even tell Stella and the others, because I didn’t want them to worry.

But I forgot there was one more person, who always liked to stir up trouble. Irene Bonnie showed up at

the door of my ward room, it’d been four days since Neil announced the divorce.

Her leg seemed to have gotten much better, and she was just limping a bit when she walked. In her

hand was a bouquet of blue bellflowers, which she placed on my bedside table as she approached.

“Mr. Whitmore told me you’re pretty sick and had to be hospitalized, so I came to see you, Bonnie said,

her hair done up in bun, revealing her pretty forehead. Her face showed calm and gentleness. “Irene,

are you feeling any better now?”

I looked at her with an expressionless face and didn’t say anything. Neil had announced his divorce,

and she might just be here to rub it in.

Bonnie was a bit green–eyed about me, as Neil’s affection for her didn’t seem so steadfast. So, she

needed to flaunt to feel secure.

“He told me you need to keep a good mood for your illness,” Bonnie kept talking, not minding me. “But

he’s so careless, announcing such news at this time. I’m sorry, I know he just wanted to reassure me.”

I wanted to burst out laughing. Not wanting this to be a one–man–show for her, I sat up, grabbed the

bouquet, and threw it at her. “Knowing I can’t get mad, yet you brought me a bouquet with such bad

symbolism, you’re really thoughtful, aren’t you?”