Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled novel Chapter 511

"Sure, I'll let you know as soon as I have any news." I replied casually.

Until the day Dylan revealed his secret with Karina, I wouldn't disclose her whereabouts to him, unless he found out on his own, which would be beyond my control.

After ending the call, Stella asked, "Is your friend trying to find a doctor?"

I nodded my head, pondered for a while, and decided to spill the beans about Karina and Dylan. After hearing the whole story, Stella shared my intuition that something fishy was going on between Dylan and Karina, and it wasn't something small.

"Yeah, that's why I want to figure out what's going on. Karina has been relentlessly plotting against me, and I can't just sit and do nothing." I responded.

"Absolutely!" Stella agreed with my approach, "She's cunning and even more manipulative than that Bonnie Bitch we knew. We need to be prepared."

As I glanced outside, darkness had fallen again. I realized I had been back in Rosemont for a week now. Time flied.

Only here did I feel a sense of belonging. The environment and the cultural vibe made me feel comfortable. I secretly made up my mind that if I could clear things up with Neil and Russel and avoid any future entanglements, I would return and live in Rosemont for the rest of my life.

After all, my best friends were here.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang. The housekeeper went to answer it, but she didn't recognize the visitor and came back to inform Stella.

Before the housekeeper could finish her sentence, I saw a shadow darting in. It was literally darting, for it was as fast as a dog. But it wasn’t an actual dog; it was Mitch.

He looked disheveled with unshaved chin and red eyes, looking like he hadn't slept or cared for himself for days. He seemed to emanate an aura of resentment.

Seeing Mitch, Stella practically jumped, and without a second thought, picked up a toy from the floor and threw it at him, "Who let you in? Get out!"

"Stella, you're being unreasonable!" Mitch pointed angrily at Stella, "How could you dress like that and go to the bar? And leave the kids at home, huh?"

I was stunned. How did Mitch know about this?

Was it Neil who told him?

"I have three babysitters here and I don’t hire for nothing! And we're divorced, what I wear to the bar is my business, not yours!" Stella retorted, "This is my house! Leave now, or I'll call the police!"

Mitch, inflamed by Stella's defiance, stormed over to the mat. After identifying his three children, he attempted to carry them all at once. Stella tried to stop him, "What are you doing? Are you here to snatch the kids?"

"I haven't seen them for a long time! They're my children too! Stella, don't be a shrew!" Mitch stared at Stella, mustering the courage to retort.

"I don't care, I have their custody now, my word is the law!" Stella grabbed the children from Mitch's arms, but the older two recognized their dad and insisted on being held by him.

The situation escalated, and the children might be frightened if it kept going on. I stepped in, trying to end their quarrel, "That’s enough. Please calm down and talk. The kids can easily be scared!"