Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled

Chapter 11

This game was getting more and more interesting.

I gingerly picked up the supplement, took a classy sip, but the next second, it was all coming back up because it was so bitter. I had no idea when Neil came back. He was standing at the door changing his shoes. When he saw me throwing up, his look clearly screamed, “gross.”

In a frosty voice, he said, “If you can’t drink it, don’t.”

“Why are you so nosy?” I wiped my mouth, finding Neil’s recent behavior strange. “You’re back again, why?”

He loosened his tie, rough yet handsome.

“This is my home too. I can come back if I want, any problem?” Neil sat across from me, answering with a poker face.

“Oh, right.” I nodded and went back to my supplement.

But this stuff was just too bitter. I could handle black coffee without sugar, but this was another level. I threw it up again before I could swallow, this time with more force, some even splashing on Neil’s face and shirt. His expression turned icy, glaring at me.

The bitterness of the medicine left me speechless. Seeing the droplets hanging from Neil’s eyelashes, I rushed to wipe his face with a tissue, just out of courtesy. Neil grabbed my hand and threw it off. His disgusted look froze me. My heart filled with bitterness.

“I’m sorry, it is just too bitter.” I tried to keep calm, throwing the tissue on the floor.

Neil didn’t answer. He just got up and went upstairs to change. Then Ada walked in. She started cleaning up the mess swiftly, more diligently, and thoroughly than anyone

else.

“Ada, you can prepare dinner now,” I told her, feeling a bit drained after she finished cleaning.

nodded and headed to the

my nose and finished the rest of the supplement. I knew that eating more wouldn’t help; I needed to

cover and pulled out the cello that hadn’t been touched for a long time. Alone, I started playing. The deep, elegant sound filled

I didn’t realize when Neil had opened the door. “You’re so

was already thinking about stopping, but his words just pissed me off. I remember in my past life, I put away my beloved cello because he said it was noisy.

creating a shrilling noise. Neil

can play the cello without disturbing you.” I gently

like we can live separately

are you back?” I was just as confused. What could possibly attract Neil

darker. He was usually the type to leave as soon as he

you seem not to want me to come back. Got a new

in the act? I widened my eyes. “Is there a problem? Didn’t you say it’s

the one who got cheated

can’t I do what you

a standoff, Ada tentatively interrupted, “Mr. Whitmore,

went downstairs to eat, no longer wanting to torture my body because

were delicious. I finished everything on my plate and saw Neil

Whoever marries you will be very lucky.” I took

a bit embarrassed. “Ma’am,

soup, complimenting Ada.

a restaurant, but she

“You don’t have to be so modest. Your dishes

slightly. “She’s not wrong Sometimes, with a little luck, it’s easy to

died, wanted to see Neil one last time, but my mother told me he went to his future mother–in–law’s restaurant opening ceremony and didn’t have time to come. He invested in the

just ordinary people. We don’t have that kind of

come/Ada. What if your daughter marries a rich man?” I really wanted to tell her not to be so self–deprecating. The moment that would change their lives might be just half a