Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled novel Chapter 371

"Russel Dawson, there's no need for you to get involved in this. As long as Neil doesn't find me and doesn't know I'm pregnant, everything will be fine." I rejected Russel's advice.

I was indeed worried about Neil finding out about my pregnancy, but I didn't want to get tangled up with Russel again because of that.

Russel asked back, "You don't believe in Neil's ability to find people?"

I did. He always had ways to find the people he wanted, including evidence, but since he had Karina Aaron by his side, he probably wouldn't have wasted his time on me.

"Just let it be. All you need to do is keep your promise to Mrs. Finch and not tell anyone about me. Even if something happens later, I won't blame you." I still didn't plan to listen to Russel. That was not only weird for me but also unfair to him.

We tried dating before, and it was a total flop. There was no need to repeat the same mistake then.

"I won't force you. I'm just giving you a piece of advice. If you ever need me, just let me know. I'll probably be around here for a while." Russel was not upset by my rejection; he just spoke to me kindly.

I hope I never have to rely on Russel. If the day comes, it means I'm back in the messy situation with Neil, unable to solve the problem with the babies.

After Russel left, I lost my sleepiness. From time to time, I would check the blocked numbers in my contacts and see that the cold number I blocked was lined up with the number I blocked from Neil previously.

Then I opened my inbox, only to find two messages from that number.

[Where are you?]

[Let's meet and talk.]

I hadn't noticed the messages before. The only people I was in touch with were a few people like Stella Wallace, and we usually contacted through WhatsApp, so I had no idea Neil had messaged me.

The messages were from yesterday afternoon.

He must have tried to contact me yesterday afternoon, but when I didn't reply, he held back until tonight to call me, only to be blocked by me.

Because of that call and the messages, I had a restless night. The twins inside me seemed to feel my unease and occasionally kicked me. Finally, I fell asleep.

When I woke up the next morning, I smelled the scent of baking. It smelled like cookies or cakes. Mom was not very good at that type of cooking and rarely made it.

"Russel, I didn't know you could bake cookies. They look pretty good!" On the table in the living room, there was a plate of freshly baked cookies. The round cookies were slightly browned, with crushed cranberries mixed in, emitting a rich aroma.

I felt my stomach rumble. I had to admit, my appetite was pretty good at that time. I wanted to try anything edible. Even foods I didn't like before, I could tolerate then.

Why did Russel come to my house to bake cookies so early? I was puzzled. I couldn't just go and eat the cookies, so I decided to freshen up first and pretend I didn't see him.

I brushed my teeth and washed my face slowly. Mom couldn't wait any longer and came to hurry me, "What's taking you so long? Those cookies were specially made for you by Russel. He said you used to like them."