Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled novel Chapter 439

"I'm not criticizing your character, but your bond with Mitch is pretty obvious. It's only natural you'd confide in him. I'm not blaming you or saying you're responsible, okay?" I explained helplessly.

"Open the door first." Neil seemed dissatisfied with our conversation through the door. He knocked, his tone stern, "Mitch already kicked down your garden gate. Do you want your living room door ruined too?"

Was he threatening me?

I was instantly irked, "You don't have to threaten me. If you think it's okay to continually visit me while being with Karina, go ahead. But don't blame me if she leaves with Hiram again."

If he threatened me, I would threaten him back. Even if his feelings for Karina were merely duty, what about Hiram?

I could tell Karina about this. Maybe she'd cause a scene with him, or maybe she'd just take Hiram and leave.

Clearly, my threat worked.

Neil fell silent.

After a few minutes, I thought Neil had left, so I opened the door. To my surprise, he was still there, his face grim as if someone owed him millions and hadn't paid up.

I stepped back in shock, "Why haven't you left?"

"You're threatening me with Karina and Hiram now, Irene. Do you think you're some kind of daredevil now?" Neil's lips thinned, his words laced with bitterness.

Norah should be done bathing Yara by now, so I stepped out and closed the door behind me. "Let's go outside. My kids need to sleep. Let's not disturb them."

Neil didn't refuse. He even walked ahead of me, out through my damaged front door.

I followed him to a nearby tree, where a bench was placed for people to rest. I took a seat.

Neil didn't sit. He stood nearby, his slim-fit black trousers accentuating his long legs. Combined with his lean waist, he was every woman's dream.

Thinking of this, I recalled a media comment about Neil years ago: Mr. Whitmore's relationships with his girlfriends didn't last as long as his legs.

Back then, many women fell for him in his suit pants. I was different; I fell for him in his jeans years before others. Indeed, lust could be a dangerous thing.

Neil noticed my distraction. "What are you thinking about? Trying to stir up trouble with Karina?"

I chuckled, "You sure seem worried."

"I am worried. Hiram is my only child." Neil's gaze was icy, but I thought I saw a hint of hurt.

Speaking of children reminded me of Serena and Brandon, but that was a topic I couldn't bring up.

I changed the subject, "You know how it feels to lose a child. Stella's three kids are her life. She gave birth to them and raised them. You helped Mitch take them away. What's she supposed to do?"

This topic made my blood boil.

As a mother, I knew the pain of losing a child. If it were me, I might not be as calm as Stella.