Chapter 233
“I really appreciate your help today, but it’s pretty late, you should head back and get some rest. I didn’t want to kick Neil out, but I truly believed he needed a good rest.
He was in the hospital just a few days ago, so his health wasn’t in any better shape than mine
Neil didn’t agree with me, and his eyes turned cold. “You’re always quick to boot me out after you’ve used me”
“That’s not it, I’m just concerned about your health. How did you get discharged so quickly?” My mind was bursting with family matters, so I had no intention of targeting Neil.
Neil turned sour when I brought up his health, “I’m in top shape. Want to test me out?”
He said while looking at me with deep intent.
I was baffled. His words stirred up all sorts of weird thoughts I waved him off, “Nah, save it for someone else.”
Neil raised an eyebrow, “Fine by me
We sat in the large living room, the atmosphere gradually quieting down. With my mind filled with worries and the effect of the medication, I couldn’t help
but doze off on the couch.
I intended to send Neil home before falling asleep, but as I closed my eyes, I saw him already passed out on the opposite couch,
He laid casually on the couch with his lips tightly closed. From my angle, the curve of his Adam’s apple was very attractive
As I watched, I finally dozed off, my last thought was to spend the night on the couch.
I hadn’t been sleeping well these past few days, so I slept soundly. When I woke up, I stared blankly at the ceiling. This wasn’t the ceiling of my bedroom, was it?
I quickly looked around and saw no sign of Neil
My clothes were neat; nothing fell odd. I had taken medication, not alcohol, so nothing out of place should have happened.
Neil probably carried me to bed after he woke up.
I got up and changed, preparing to head to the office.
Just as I reached the living room downstairs, I heard noises from the kitchen. Was there a burnt food smell in the air?!
I rushed to the kitchen only to find Neil in my mom’s old apron. His face was smudged black, and he was holding kitchen utensils, looking like a defeated chef
“Cough, cough…” I choked on the burnt smell as soon as I opened my mouth.
A flash of embarrassment crossed Neil’s face, I don’t know how to use your kitchen tools.”
I covered my nose and mouth, turned on the exhaust fan, and opened the windows to let the air circulate, then I shooed Neil out of the kitchen.
As for the burnt thing in the pot, I didn’t even look
“Were you trying to burn my house down?” I asked helplessly, “Neil, do you have no self-awareness of your cooking skills?”
Neil calmly found a wet wipe and wiped the black smudges off his face until it was flawless, “I was just trying a new cooking method, but I hit a little bump.
“Why didn’t you try it at your place? This is too risky!” protested.
Neil scoffed, “Haha, I’m touched by my own actions. I took you to bed last night, got up to make breakfast, and this is
Okay, he was indeed taking care of me, but I didn’t r
need it.
your
attitude?”
I sighed, ‘From last night until now, I do appreciate your help. But I have to head to the office now, so you should go home.”
Neil untied the apron, clearly a bit angry He threw it on the ground and walked out.
I watched his retreating figure, then looked at the kitchen, deciding to get someone to clean it up when I had time
issue with Harold, and seek support from my uncle’s family to lessen the
Not only did I have to go to the office, but I also needed to discuss my father’s is pressure at work.
All in all, tough tasks lay ahead!
“Stella, could you ask Mitch if he can still get in touch with Russel?” I called Stella when I got to the office.
Stella repired, “Hold on”
Two minutes later, she said, “Russel’s phone is off. Rena, you cant reach him?”
My heart sank, and I felt a pang of discomfort. I asked Mitch to help check on Russel’s situation.
“Alright, I’ll go check for you, but now that his parents know i married Stella and am close to you, I don’t know if they’ll trust me Mitch readily agreed to pay the Dawson family a visit after hearing me out.
He was not only going to get clues from Russel, but also check on his current situation.
After Mitch went to the Dawson family, I anxiously waited for his feedback.
Mitch didn’t call me back until the evening. The result was disappointing
“Rena, Russel’s dad blocked me. He said Russel wasn’t home and wouldn’t be back for a while.” Mitch sounded puzzled.
I was almost certain that it was Russel’s parents interfering. With my father in trouble and possibly not being able to recover, the Dawson family would dislike me even more now.
After hanging up, I sat alone for a long time, my mind was in a mess.
After who knew how long, my phone rang again. An unfamiliar number made me alert
I answered the call and heard Bonnie’s voice, “Irene, hows it been recently? Having fun? Surprised?”
“Bonnie, don’t be so despicable!” I gripped the phone, trying to control my urge to curse.
“Where am I despicable? Because of you, Neil and I broke up! Even Karina, who’s dead, was badmouthed, isn’t this your retribution?” Bonnie coldly retorted
“Aren’t you awesome? Doesn’t Neil want to get back with you? Don’t you have many friends? Let them help you. I said I would make you pay! Now’s the time!”
Bonnie hung up after speaking. I was seething with anger, but I had nowhere to vent it.
The living room became quiet again, but I couldn’t calm down. It wasn’t until the doorbell rang that I managed to compose myself and went to open the
door
To my surprise, it was Harold who had flown back from abroad. He looked extremely tired and anxious, “Rena, your dad still hasn’t come back?” “Harold, why did you fly back? Come in!” I quickly opened the door for Harold to come in.
I poured Harold a glass of water and then started to chat with him about my dad. The phone call didn’t quite cut it, nothing beat a good old face-to-face talk for this kinda stuff.
We yakked away till the wee hours before we each hit the sack.
The next day, as I was heading out for work, I bumped into Neil, I gave him a nod, just to say hi.
But he said, “When are you knocking off? I’ll get my housekeeper to give your kitchen a good scrub. If anything’s busted, I’ll sort it out.”
