Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled novel Chapter 189

I picked up the pace, practically dragging Jameson along with me.

"Are you in such a hurry?" Jameson thought I was itching to spend the night with him and asked with a smirk.

I stayed silent.

"Hold it right there!" Neil Whitmore barked coldly.

I ignored him and kept walking forward, but Jameson was puzzled. He glanced back at Neil, a youthful arrogance on his face. "Who the hell do you think you're yelling at?"

Just as I thought, if a woman wanted some excitement, she should go for younger men. They were reckless and often cause headaches.

Neil's attention wasn't on Jameson. He took a step forward, blocking my path.

Feeling his shadow over me, I looked up at him, pushing down a flicker of panic.

"Mr. Whitmore, can I help you?" I was all dolled up today, looking quite captivating.

Perfect timing to run into him. I thought I might as well seize this opportunity to make Neil back off for good.

"Let her go." Neil's gaze fell on Jameson's hand. A surge of anger rose in his eyes. His voice was calm, but danger was lurking underneath.

As a minor internet celebrity, Jameson was somewhat familiar with current affairs. It seemed he recognized Neil, and his face showed a mix of doubt and defiance.

Regardless, he let go of me and even took a couple of steps back.

What a wimp.

"What are you scared of? He's my ex-husband. We're divorced!" I couldn't help but snap at Jameson.

"Sis, he's like an investor in the company I'm signed with!" Jameson deflated completely. He even bowed to Neil, "I'll just skedaddle then!"

Left alone in the long hallway, Neil and I just stared at each other.

"Happy now that you've ruined my night?" I asked with a poker face, casually ripping off my fake lashes and contacts and tossing them into the trash next to me.

"Do you even know what you're doing?" Neil's handsome face was filled with anger. "What do you think you are, a slut who picks up men left and right?"

Hearing his description of me, I couldn't help but chuckle, "Neil, who are you to lecture me? First, I'm an adult. Second, I'm single. So, it's perfectly normal for me to date men. Get that straight."

Since I apparently didn't have any prospects of being a good wife and mother, was it wrong to let loose a little?

I admit I was somewhat shaken by what Russel Dawson's mother said, and I might be feeling a bit self-destructive.

But I had needs too. I couldn't just wait till I was in my fifties or sixties to start living my life, could I?

"We're different. I'm a man, you're a woman." Neil seemed irritated by my nonchalant attitude. He suddenly grabbed my wrist and dragged me towards a room at the end of the hallway.

After opening the door, he yanked me into the room and slammed the door shut.