Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled novel Chapter 77

At that time, I must have looked pretty hyped up. An outsider might've thought I'd just hit the lottery.

My thoughts were flickering like a faulty light bulb. Neil's face in front of me started to blur, like a double exposure picture.

I glanced around. Not just Neil, everyone in the room seemed distorted to my eyes.

"Rena, let me take you home!" Alicia rushed over to support me.

I was probably the booziest of the lot, because I kept choosing to drink while others chose to obey the rules.

Fearful that I'd continue my argument with Neil, Barbara and Alicia propped me up like two bodyguards and said, "Rena, let's head home!"

I staggered free from their grip and lunged at Cooper, "No way! Truth or Dare isn't over..."

Even though I was drunk, I always remembered that I was going to embarrass Neil.

Seeing me, Cooper scared to death. He tried to clamber onto Mitch, who held on to him for dear life.

Seeing this, Russel stood up to intercept me. He grabbed my arm and whispered, "Let's go home and get some sleep."

"Russel, why are you so mean?" I narrowed my eyes at him, "You've been picking on me during the game. Just you wait, I'll report you to the hospital tomorrow, say you're abusing patients. I'll make sure you can't practice medicine anymore, you'll have to go home and take over the family business..."

"Alright," Russel said, a mix of helplessness and amusement.

"Incompetent doctor! Incompetent doctor!!" I shouted. I used to drink alone at home, sometimes getting drunk and shouting, but back then, I was alone, no one was there to hear me.

Just as I was about to continue slandering Russel, I felt myself tilt. A strong hand wrapped tightly around my waist, then hoisted me onto his shoulder.

Feeling dizzy, I almost barfed.

Neil's hand moved from my waist to my thigh, preventing me from falling off his shoulder. At the same time, he warned me, "If you dare to vomit on me, you're dead."

Everyone was watching Neil's action, especially Mitch and Cooper. Their mouths were wide open in surprise.

As I was carried out of the room, I glanced at them through my blurry vision.

They must be wondering, why would Neil carry me off? I was just his wife in name, easily replaceable. Stella once told me that if I hung myself at home one day, Neil might think I was just playing on a swing.

His anger, his faint possessiveness, shouldn't be directed at me.

As we were going down the stairs, I thought I saw the room door opening again. Russel came out, his gaze focused on Neil and me.

I thought I'd be safely in Neil's car by now, but someone blocked our way.

"Hey bro, is this your new friend you picked up tonight? She looks nice! I've got one too. Wanna swap and try?" a man said with a disgusting tone.

That's why, when a woman is alone, she should never drink too much in public. Who knows if some sleazy guy might take advantage of her?

Unfortunately for him, he picked the wrong target.