Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled novel Chapter 666

From that moment, I knew Neil was all talk but no heart.

I picked up the photo album from the table and started flipping through it under his watchful eyes. Then, challenging him, I asked, "So why keep these? Planning to hex me with some voodoo or something?"

Neil stared at my hands, his response cold as ice, "You might as well toss it now. I just couldn't be bothered with such trivial stuff."

Before I could even react, he snatched the album from my grasp and chucked it out the window right in front of me.

"Neil!"

I called out, anger seeping into my voice, but Neil turned a deaf ear, his gaze no longer on me. "Everything that needed dealing with has been dealt with. You can leave now. Don't you have a wedding to prepare for tomorrow? I'll be there on time."

His demeanor oozed arrogance as if he had clinched victory, his tone casual as ever.

Trying to suppress the rage bubbling inside me, I attempted to reason with him calmly, but before I could open my mouth, I noticed Neil's complexion turning pale, his brows furrowed in discomfort.

"Are you okay? You look unwell," I asked, concern lacing my words.

"It's just seeing you that's making me sick. Please, just leave my place," Neil snapped back, beads of sweat forming on his forehead despite his sharp words, clearly not in the mood for a chat as he began to shoo me away.

"You're clearly not fine. Do you have any other symptoms? I'll take you to the hospital now!" I reached out to push his wheelchair, but he brushed my hand away.

Turning to face me, his eyes were reddened, resembling a wounded animal, "Don't touch me. I don't need your pity. Get out of my sight!"

Of course, I wouldn't leave, seeing how off his condition was. Kitty wasn't around, Chelsea had vanished, and Hiram was probably at school, leaving Neil all alone at home. What if something happened to him?

"Irene, have you no shame? After being rejected by me for ten whole years, we're divorced, and you're about to marry another man. Yet, here you are, bothering me. Do you think this is appropriate?" Neil's words turned harsher upon realizing I wouldn't leave. "I haven't seen you for a year because I find you annoying. Yes, I saved you out of guilt, but don't tell me all those tales about our past lives were just lies you spun?"

"Either way, I owe you nothing now. Stay away from me in the future. Go bother someone else, just not me."

Even prepared for the worst, his words stung like needles. Facing Neil's cold visage, I began to doubt myself.

Was my plan even viable? If all my efforts to gather people for this act led to nothing, was it worth it?

Neil, if moved solely by guilt, won't look back regardless of my actions.

The room fell silent, Neil and I locked in a wordless standoff until my phone rang, reminding me that Serena and Brandon hadn't had their milk and were still hungry.

I answered the call, "I'll be right there!"