Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled novel Chapter 116

After munching on snacks for over half an hour, I was finally stuffed.

"Hey, if you're not too busy, could you give me a lift to the hotel?" I was so full that I didn't feel like walking or hailing a cab.

Since Neil was still hanging around, I decided to swallow my pride and ask.

Neil didn't respond, he just turned and headed towards his car.

I quickly followed suit.

At the hotel, I thanked Neil and then hurried back to my room.

Linda and I had separate rooms. I wasn't sure if she was sleeping, so I sent her a message to let her know I was back.

Linda replied, "Alright."

Then I took a shower and started looking up pregnancy tips on my bed. I had decided to keep the baby and raise him on my own.

This was my first child, and I didn't want to give him up. Even though I could provide him a good life, he would still lack a father's love.

The next morning, I was awakened by the alarm clock. After quickly getting dressed and putting on light makeup, I met up with Linda. She was driving and I was sitting in the passenger seat, heading towards G City.

The drive took about eight or nine hours. By the time we arrived, it was around four in the afternoon.

My partners had already made contact. They had booked a hotel and planned to host a welcome dinner for me and Linda to discuss our future collaboration.

"I'm beat, let's rest up a bit before heading out for dinner," I said to Linda while lying on my bed in our twin room.

"Sounds good, I could use a break too," Linda responded, stretching out on the other bed.

She was around the same age as me, not from Caladonia, but after completing her university studies in her country, she went abroad to work.

The funniest thing was that she had also studied in Rosemont. So when I attended Stella Wallace's wedding, she was essentially returning to her old stomping ground. She even went to pay homage to a friend.

Linda said, "The only reason I got a job at President Finch's company was because I studied in Rosemont. He's very patriotic and misses his hometown, so he offered me a job. And I've been here ever since."

The President Finch she was talking about was my Harold.

"No wonder Mr. Finch asked you to come with me, you know this place well!" I said, lying in bed with my eyes closed.

"Yeah, but I haven't been back home in a while. Irene, you're related to Mr. Finch, right?" Linda asked, "You two seem pretty close."

I didn't hide anything, "Yes, he's my brother."

Linda laughed, "And I said, you two share the same surname and look alike, you must be siblings. Are you single?"

No one at the company knew about my situation back home, except for Orlando Finch.

Naturally, Linda didn't know about my divorce either.

"Well, I guess you could say I'm single," I tried to change the subject, "What about you? You seem single too."

"I'm a non-marriageable person.," Linda replied.

"You're so good, I'm sure there are plenty of men chasing after you. Why don't you consider getting married?" I couldn't help but open my eyes and turn to look at Linda on the other bed, "Did you have a bad experience with love?"

Linda was silent for a moment, when she spoke again, there was a hint of anger in her voice, "Men are unreliable. What's the point of saying 'I love you'? They can change their minds at any time, they can even choose to love other women while they claim to love you."

This reminded me of Neil, and I was left speechless.

Our conversation ended there. Linda seemed to have remembered something unpleasant and turned over, not speaking anymore. I closed my eyes again and fell into a deep sleep.