Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled novel Chapter 417

The breakfast was a test of my mental fortitude.

Although Russel didn't say anything more, I found myself unable to meet his gaze.

Thankfully, after breakfast, he returned to the next room to rest. He had been up all night, working tirelessly, and he was visibly exhausted.

"Norah, I won't be home for lunch. I'm going over to a friend's place," I said, hastily gathering a few belongings.

Stella had invited me over for lunch and asked me to bring Serena and Brandon along.

Once outside, I strapped Serena and Brandon into their car seats and drove off towards Stella's place. It was a bit of a drive, taking about half an hour.

Upon arriving at Stella's, I realized my timing was off. She was in the middle of an argument with Mitch.

"Are you filled with seawater or something? Can't you do one simple thing right? You knew I was having Rena over today, yet you invited Neil? Did you do this on purpose?" Stella's voice, full of anger, echoed through the house as she scolded Mitch.

Mitch swallowed his pride and tried to explain calmly. "No, I had already arranged lunch with Neil. Not just him, but two other colleagues are also coming. I just forgot that you had invited Rena today. Can't you reschedule your meeting with Rena?"

"No!" Stella was always a princess in front of Mitch.

He always indulged and pampered her, which had made her somewhat willful.

That willfulness made me both envious and worried.

At that moment, I was standing at their front door, feeling too awkward to enter. Through the glass door, I could see that Mitch was losing his patience.

Stella continued to berate him, and just as I was about to intervene, Mitch couldn't hold back any longer. "Enough!"

For a moment, Stella was frozen in place, and my heart clenched in anticipation.

To make things worse, Neil had arrived. The villa's front door was wide open. He gave me a curious look as he approached.

I held out a hand to stop him. "Wait!"

"Wait for what?" Neil asked.

"They're fighting." I jerked my chin towards the living room where Stella and Mitch were in a heated argument, completely oblivious to our presence.

Neil frowned, looking puzzled.

Our voices were low enough that Stella and Mitch couldn't hear us. However, their argument was loud and clear from the doorway.

Stella couldn't believe that Mitch, who always indulged her, would suddenly lose his patience with her. "Mitch, why are you yelling at me?"

"I think you're being too willful. Don't you agree?" Mitch, despite seeming regretful, still spoke harshly. "I can handle the occasional tantrum, but today's meal is work-related. Can't you understand that? I am tired too!"