Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled novel Chapter 508

Hearing Stella's explanation, I finally heaved a sigh of relief, albeit secretly.

This chatterbox definitely couldn’t be let in on the real deal. She just couldn’t keep a secret.

"Could be. I mean, I'm a sucker for a good looker, and guess they are too." I casually chimed in.

Just then, a different nurse arrived. She was a bit older and probably more experienced. She asked me where my child was, and Neil's voice echoed from a nearby distance, "Over here."

Serena was nestled cozily in his arms, occasionally gazing up at him with a lively smile. The sight was rather heartwarming, reminiscent of a father-daughter bond.

Stella's eyes were darting around. Her biggest hobby had been gossiping. If something felt off, she just had to stick her nose in it.

"Maybe the mother should be holding her." the nurse suggested to Neil, "Moms usually have a better touch."

I reached out to take Serena from Neil's arms. As the nurse was instructing me on how to hold her for the injection, Neil suddenly voiced his concern, "Will this be a one-shot deal?"

The nurse hesitated for a second. The marks from the previous jab were still evident on Serena's forehead. She appeared somewhat embarrassed, "The previous nurse was a bit jittery due to lack of experience. I can assure you that I'll get it right the first time."

Neil's stern look softened a bit upon hearing this. He seemed even more concerned for Serena than I was, though I had no proof of this.

This time, thankfully, the procedure was successful. Serena let out a small cry, but at least the IV was now in place. I carried her to the IV room, which was deserted at this late hour. There were only me, Serena, Stella, and Neil.

Brandon was still at Stella's place, who herself was a mother of three. I suggested that she should head back first, "Stella, why don't you head back home? I'll take a cab once Serena's done with her fluids."

"Why taking a cab?" Stella's gaze landed on Neil as she retorted, "Isn't there a ready-made driver right here?"

Neil was engrossed in his phone, seemingly replying to some messages. At Stella's words, he lifted his gaze, neither agreeing nor refusing outright.

Stella inquired, "Neil, are you in a hurry to get back?"

"No." Neil replied.

"Great, then could you please see this good deed through and drop Rena and the kid at my place later?" Stella stood up with her bag slung over her shoulder, ready to leave.

"Uh-huh," Neil responded curtly, without uttering a single unnecessary word. He and Stella always seemed to clash. Conversation was always limited between them.

I was worried that it was dangerous and inconvenient for Stella to head back alone, as she would need a cab or someone else to pick her up. So, I mustered up the courage to ask Neil if he could drop her off first.

To my surprise, Stella instantly declined, "No need. I don't get along with this guy. I fear it might bring bad luck if I ride in his car!"

Neil's expression darkened as he retorted coldly, "Good. I wasn't planning on offering a ride anyway."

"Hmph," Stella grunted before hastily exiting, leaving just Neil, Serena, and me in the IV room.

I was feeling quite tired, and the alcohol was making my head swim slightly. But I had to hold Serena, so I struggled to keep my eyes open.

The false eyelashes Stella had applied were too dense and were starting to loosen, obstructing my vision. The discomfort forced me to blink incessantly.