Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled

Chapter 518

I felt as if I was in a dream. Ryan, in my mind, was never that kind of man.

A person’s character can be gradually understood through interactions, and Ryan’s affection for Faith

had always been strong. Suddenly hearing that Ryan had an illegitimate son who was raised in the

Whitmore family, alongside Neil, seemed nothing short of incredible to me.

Did Louis have any proof? Otherwise, the Whitmore family would never accept this!

“Who told you this?” I asked.

“A friend of mine whom you don’t know.” Stella said, somewhat uncomfortable. “Rena, Neil’s mother

has always been kind to you. Maybe you should pay her a visit. She’s in the hospital now.”

“Do you know which hospital?” I asked.

Knowing that Faith was in trouble, I had to see her.

Stella immediately picked up her phone to find out the hospital for me.

Two minutes later, she gave me the address of a hospital. She wanted to accompany me, but the

journey to Springvale was long, and despite having a nanny, she was not comfortable leaving her kids

for an entire day, so I set off alone.

Driving to Springvale, I couldn’t help but think of Neil and the similarities between his current situation

and that of my family when we had a crisis, during which he had been a great help to me.

I drove past the former residence of Bonnie Tueley, which was about half rebuilt and still bustling with

construction. There was no indication that the Whitmore Co. was having any issues, and the project

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Without stopping, I continued on my way. My second chance at life began with Bonnie, but it certainly

wasn’t going to end with her. There were more complex issues awaiting me to handle and decisions to

make.

Suddenly, I heard frantic honking from behind me. I glanced in the rear-view mirror, and, to my surprise,

it was Neil’s car.

But he didn’t seem to recognize Stella’s car, so he didn’t notice me on the car.

His car sped past me, seemingly in a rush, most likely heading to see Faith in Springvale as well.

Didn’t he get the news yesterday? I watched as his car sped away and pressed the accelerator to

follow him.

I arrived at the hospital by evening. It was the most prestigious private hospital in

Springvale, and I heard that Whitmore Co. held shares in it. If Faith was here, her privacy could be

protected from unwanted visitors.

But of course, that also meant it was a hassle for me to enter. I had to call and get permission.

I called Faith, but her phone was turned off. So, I called Neil, whose car was parked at the entrance of

the hospital.

After a few rings, Neil picked up, his voice indifferent, “Hello.”

“I’m at the nurse’s station. They said I need permission from the patient or their family to visit. Could

you please come out and help?” I went straight to the point.

Neil seemed surprised that I was there, “You’re here?”

“Yeah, can you please come out?” I replied.

“Okay.”

Three minutes later, Neil appeared. Upon seeing me, his furrowed brow relaxed a little. With him being

there, no one stopped me from entering.

Neil turned back, and we walked in silence to Faith’s room.

The room didn’t smell of medicine, but of faint floral fragrance. Faith was resting on the bed with her

eyes closed. She looked frail and pale, so different from our last encounter. Ryan was nowhere to be

seen.

“Faith.” I spoke softly.

Faith slowly opened her eyes. Upon seeing me, a spark of joy flickered in her eyes, brightening her

otherwise gloomy face.

“Irene, how come you’re here?” Faith tried to sit up, but I stopped her.

“Faith, I came to see you. How are you feeling?” Her left hand was heavily bandaged, covering her

suicide attempt.

I felt a pang of sorrow but didn’t know how I could help.

Neil stood by silently. Just then, I heard a sound from the bathroom in the room. Hiram came out.

Upon seeing me, his face fell, “Why is she here? I want my mommy! I want my mommy!”

“Hiram!” Neil scolded, “Don’t disturb your grandma’s rest!”

“Grandma, I want my mommy,” Hiram didn’t obey. Instead, he ran to Faith and continued to cry for his

mother.

Faith, already weak and in low spirits, could spare no more attention to Hiram and sighed helplessly.

Hiram seemed inattentive to Faith’s situation. He persisted, as if the whole world revolved around his

mother who, in reality, hadn’t been a responsible mother for him at all.

Suddenly, Neil walked over, picked Hiram up, and placed him next to the wall. “Stay there and think

about what you’ve done.” His attitude was cold.

“But I didn’t do anything wrong!” Hiram raised his voice in protest.

I was worried that Neil might lose his temper, but he held back, his face stern, inhaling deeply as if

suppressing his anger.

“Hiram, your grandma is already very upset. Can we not talk about this right now?” I tried to soothe the

situation.

“But it’s all your fault! Because of you, my dad doesn’t want my mommy!” Hiram suddenly turned his

anger towards me.

I was left speechless. The kid’s perspective was truly unique, thinking that Neil abandoned Karina for

me.

I wanted to say that Neil actually distanced himself from me for many years just for Karina!

To my surprise, Hiram actually came over intending to hit me. Although he was just a seven-year-old

kid and didn’t have much strength, the full force of his small fists punching me still hurt, since I was

caught off guard.

“Hiram Whitmore!” Neil, seeing this scene, rebuked him angrily and promptly pulled Hiram away.

Neil’s anger scared Hiram, and he didn’t dare to cause any more trouble. But he started crying, tears

streaming down his face like a broken faucet. He looked so wronged.

Faith, though upset, still loved her grandson dearly. Seeing Hiram crying so pitifully, she said, “Hiram,

you can’t be rude to Ms. Finch, you know that? We’re keeping you away from your mom because she’s

not treating you well, not because of Ms. Finch.”