Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled novel Chapter 110

"Neil should be here too," I mentioned again.

Stella was so furious her face turned red. "Absolutely!" she snapped. "After your divorce with Neil, she was afraid of being gossiped about back home, so she chose to study abroad. This way, she could not only study but also avoid all the chit-chat."

"Neil even came with her. That's true love," Barbara sighed.

It's rare that he, being so busy, could squeeze out time to accompany Bonnie overseas for her studies.

Stella sneered, "There are so many countries in the world, why did she have to choose here? Did she hire someone to track you down, found out you're in Caladonia, and purposefully came here to make you uncomfortable?"

I don't know, but I don't think Bonnie has the capability to do that.

Although Caladonia wasn't big, finding my exact location wasn't easy.

If you ask me whether Neil could have found out my location, I could believe that. But he's already divorced me, why would he still track me?

While talking, we arrived at the restaurant.

Seeing Stella still angry, I quickly comforted her, "Don't get worked-up. Let's eat first."

Stella nodded in agreement, but after a few bites, she put down her fork. She kept looking at her phone and typing fast.

After a while, she told me angrily, "Turns out it was Neil who suggested Bonnie come here for studies!"

"Hmm?" I was enjoying my meal, but after hearing her words, I was puzzled, "Why?"

"How would I know?" Stella's eyes were flashing with anger, "Bonnie initially wanted to go to another country for studies, but under Neil's influence, she chose here. Is Neil doing this on purpose to piss you off?"

Neil may have a bad temper, but he wouldn't do something so low. At least he wouldn't let Bonnie suffer.

But I suddenly understood why Bonnie looked surprised when she heard I was working here at the supermarket.

She must have thought that Neil let her study here because of me.

"Stella, where did you hear this from?" Barbara asked curiously.

"...A friend! I have lots of friends, you know that, right?" Stella stuttered.

She indeed has the most friends among us. She met a lot of people at the bar.

I put a piece of chicken on her plate, "Our spy has worked hard. Eat more."

Stella put the chicken in her mouth, but spit it out the next second, and then made a "ugh" sound.

Barbara and I exchanged glances: Is it that bad?

"Why is the food here so weird?" Stella wiped her mouth with a napkin, frowning.

"I think it's quite tasty. Do you have a stomach problem?" I asked.

Stella pressed her stomach, "Seems like it. Recently, I feel all food tastes bland and I even don't want to drink. Now I only like sour and sweet fruits."

Barbara's eyes widened, "Oh my god, Stella, are you pregnant? This sounds like my previous pregnancy symptoms!"

I was also shocked, looking at Stella with disbelief, "Did your period come on time this month?"

Unlike me who is fragile, Stella has a strong body. Even if she drank a lot, her period was still more punctual than her credit card bill.

Stella looked very guilty, "No way? I didn't sleep with anyone, just drank with them..."