The Reborn Wife Of The Tyrant CEO
Chapter 133 - 131

Chapter 133: Chapter 131

Damon held me in his arms, his voice laced with pain. "Eliana, nobody wanted this accident to happen. Ariel was shocked too, she’s been in hospital for the past couple of days. She’s blaming herself."

"Damon" I broke free from his grasp, glaring at him with the most disgusted, furious look I had ever given anyone. I wished I had never met this man.

"She was the one who came to my ward and pushed me off the bed on purpose! She killed my baby!" Tears streamed down my face uncontrollably. Damon was taken aback, seemingly unaware of the situation. "Nicole said when she entered, you were already on the floor. Ariel was having a heart attack, she was in a wheelchair, she wouldn’t have done it."

If losing the baby was the first major hit I took, then Damon’s words were like pouring salt into the wound.

I stared at him in disbelief. "Damon, that was your baby too. How could you protect the person who killed your child? Just because Ariel looks like Catherine? Just because she has a heart condition and can’t handle the shock?"

Damon’s eyes darkened, filled with unspeakable complex emotions.

In a fit of rage, I slapped him hard across the face.

"Asshole!" I cursed. "You like Ariel, fine, I’ll divorce you. If you two are together, I’ll go abroad and hide as far away as possible. What more do you want? Why didn’t you keep an eye on that murderer? Why did you let her flaunt herself in front of me? We’re divorced, why should I tell you about the baby I’m carrying? Are you planning on snatching the child back so Ariel can play stepmother? Damon, I hate you, I hate you to death. I hope you and Ariel will get what’s coming to you!"

I lost control of my anger, picking up the pillow and whatever fruits I could find on the bedside table and threw them at Damon.

He didn’t dodge, and soon I saw blood appearing on him.

Just then, our parents arrived from home and were stunned by the chaos in the room.

My mom rushed over to support me, her voice shaking with anger. "What on earth is going on, Eliana? How could you be pregnant and not tell me? What happened to the baby?"

Damon’s father looked furious, he walked over and slapped Damon across the face. "Are you even human? How could you treat Eliana like this? I heard that Ariel came over and caused Eliana’s miscarriage, and you’re still trying to protect her!"

"It wasn’t Ariel." Damon still chose to believe Ariel.

This statement set his mother off, she had never liked Ariel.

Lisa angrily hit her son with her bag, not noticing Damon already covered in bruises.

My dad’s face was scarily stern. He watched as the Coleman’s scolding Damon, but he didn’t say a word.

He came over and ruffled my hair. "Eliana, it’s okay Let’s go home, your mom and I will take care of you"

I threw myself into my dad’s arms and cried my heart out. Eventually, worn out, I fell back onto the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

After losing the baby, I dreamt of a little girl for several days. She was learning to walk, stumbling towards me while calling me ’mommy" in her baby voice

Each time I woke up, I would find my face wet with tears.

My parents visited me every day, as did Jones, who seemed to have become more silent, his eyes tinged with regret.

"If I had been there that day, this wouldn’t have happened, right?" he asked.

"Jones, this isn’t your fault. The ones in the wrong are Damon and Ariel, you don’t need to blame yourself."

Even though I had somewhat calmed down, the wound was still there, and it would never fully heal.

Tomorrow, I will be discharged and then resign from my job here and return home.

Luna and the others still don’t know about my situation. I asked Jones not to tell Mitch, so they probably won’t find out.

Luna is pregnant, I don’t want her to get too agitated

As Jones and I chatted, a nurse came in to give me an IV.

The moment she opened the door, I saw Damon standing right outside.

He visited every day, but my parents wouldn’t let him in, and I didn’t want to see him either.

After the nurse left, I asked Jones, "How’s Ariel doing now?"

"She’s stable. I heard she can’t go abroad for now and needs to be observed for a while" Jones answered.

I nodded and didn’t say anything else. There were things I planned to deal with after I got home.

The next day. I was discharged. I went home with my parents. Harry would help me with my resignation and moving out.

Before boarding the plane, Jones sent me a message, "I’ll be back home in a short while. Wait for me."

I replied, "Okay"

When I got home, it was already afternoon. My mom went to the kitchen to prepare dinner while my dad sat with me, watching TV

I stared blankly at the comedy shows, unable to laugh.

After a while, I contacted Luna. "Luna, do you know any journalists? Can you recommend someone?"

Luna didn’t know what I was planning, but she still recommended a journalist.

His name was Jim and he loved reporting entertainment and social news. He had reported on many of Damon’s scandals in the past.

I never thought I would be the one to leak information about Damon to him one day.

Ariel has a heart condition? Then I’ll give her some excitement.

After ending the chat, I sent Jim an audio clip. It was recorded when Ariel came to my ward.

Ever since I saw Ariel’s true colors, every time I met her alone, I would turn on the recording app on my phone.

Jim quickly replied, "Received""

I could have given this audio clip directly to Damon to prove what Ariel did to me, but if he insisted on protecting Ariel, it would be hard for me to leak the information to the public.

Just after I finished chatting with Jim, Luna called. I thought she was going to ask me what I needed a journalist for, but it turned out she already knew about my miscarriage.

"Eliana, what the hell happened? You were pregnant? How come we didn’t know anything about it? Was it that bitch Ariel who caused your miscarriage? And Damon is still defending her?" Luna asked, all fired up.

"Luna, you’re pregnant. Don’t get too worked up, okay? I’m back home now, and everything’s fine." I tried to soothe her, worried about her health.

"Ariel sent a message to Mitch, spilling the beans about your situation. I saw it on his phone. What on earth is she playing at?" Luna was fuming.

My fists clenched Ariel’s shamelessness was beyond my wildest imagination. She knew Luna and I were as close as sisters and that Luna was pregnant, yet she deliberately let slip about my miscarriage to Mitch. Didn’t she fear that the shock might cause Luna problems?

I never thought anyone could stoop so low. A girl who looks as innocent as a lamb, yet is more dangerous than a snake, always scheming to hurt others.