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.

headed to

that eating more wouldn’t help; I needed to take care of

and pulled out the cello that

in the music, reminiscing about the past. I didn’t realize when

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. Now that I thought about it, no wonder Stella

the strings angrily, creating a

get a divorce then. We can live separately, and I can play the cello without disturbing you.” I

separately

back?” I was just as confused. What could possibly

to leave as soon as he got upset, then would

“Irene, you seem not to want me to come

of cheating, so he kept coming back, trying to catch me in the act? I widened my eyes. “Is there a problem? Didn’t you

dare to make me the one who got cheated

I do what you

at a standoff, Ada tentatively interrupted,

Neil and went downstairs to eat, no longer

and the dishes were delicious. I finished everything on my plate

such a good cook. Whoever marries you will be very lucky.” I

a bit embarrassed. “Ma’am, you’re too

soup, complimenting Ada.

a restaurant, but she is too naive.” Ada talked about her daughter, full of

have to be so modest. Your dishes are really good, hasn’t your

“She’s not wrong Sometimes, with a

my mother told me he went to his future mother–in–law’s restaurant opening

don’t have that kind

so self–deprecating. The moment that would change their