The Reborn Wife Of The Tyrant CEO
Chapter 179 - 175

Chapter 179: Chapter 175

I picked up the pace, practically dragging Jack along with me.

"Are you in such a hurry?" Jack thought I was itching to spend the night with him and asked with a smirk.

I stayed silent.

"Hold it right there" Damon Coleman barked coldly.

I ignored him and kept walking forward, but Jack was puzzled. He glanced back at Damon, a youthful arrogance on his face. "Who the hell do you think you’re yelling at?"

Just as I thought, if a woman wanted some excitement, she should go for younger men. They were reckless and often cause headaches.

Damon’s attention wasn’t on Jack. He took a step forward, blocking my path.

Feeling his shadow over me, I looked up at him, pushing down a flicker of panic

"Mr. Coleman, can I help you?" I was all dolled up today, looking quite captivating

Perfect timing to run into him. I thought I might as well seize this opportunity to make Damon back off for good.

"Let her go." Damon’s gaze fell on Jack’s hand. A surge of anger rose in his eyes. His voice was calm, but danger was lurking underneath.

As a minor internet celebrity, Jack was somewhat familiar with current affairs. It seemed he recognized Damon, and his face showed a mix of doubt and defiance.

Regardless, he let go of me and even took a couple of steps back

What a wimp.

"What are you scared of? He’s my ex–husband. We’re divorced!" I couldn’t help but snap at Jack

"Sis, he’s like an investor in the company l’m signed with" Jack deflated completely. He even bowed to Damon," I’ll just skedaddle then!"

Left alone in the long hallway, Damon and I just stared at each other.

"Happy now that you’ve ruined my night?" I asked with a poker face, casually ripping off my fake lashes and contacts and tossing them into the trash next to me.

"Do you even know what you’re doing?" Damon’s handsome face was filled with anger. "What do you think you are, a slut who picks up men left and right?"

Hearing his description of me, I couldn’t help but chuckle, ’Damon, who are you to lecture me? First, I’m an adult. Second, I’m single. So, it’s perfectly normal for me to date men, Get that straight"

Since I apparently didn’t have any prospects of being a good wife and mother, was it wrong to let loose a little?

I admit I was somewhat shaken by what Jones’s mother said, and I might be feeling a bit self–destructive.

But I had needs too. I couldn’t just wait till I was in my fifties or sixties to start living my life, could i

"We’re different. I’m a man, you’re a woman" Damon seemed irritated by my nonchalant attitude. He suddenly grabbed my wrist and dragged me towards a room at the end of the hallway

After opening the door, he yanked me into the room and slammed the door shut.

"Equal rights! As long as we use protection, there’s no difference" I was filled with resentment thinking about my own situation.

I could never be a mother again, but Damon could simply snap his fingers, and a bunch of women would be willing to marry him and bear his children. Why should I be the one to suffer?

So, I said that on purpose, to make him feel uncomfortable and agitated.

"Do your parents know you’re like this?" Damon whipped out his phone, threatening to call my parents.

I could handle everything else, but not him using my parents to threaten me

I stepped forward, grabbing his hand to stop his shameless act. "Damon, don’t you dare cross the line!"

"Am I crossing the line, or are you? Damon’s face was stone cold. ’Did you divorce me just to lead this so– called "free life?"

"Yes! Is there a problem with that?" I was livid. After releasing Damon’s hand, I admitted, "We’re not little kids anymore. Can you stop threatening to tattle on me to my parents?"

I was already in a bad mood.

I Just wanted to explore a different lifestyle without bothering anyone,

Damon put down his phone. He moved a little closer to me, and his aura suddenly became more aggressive. He bent down slightly, a different glint in his eyes, "After we divorced, you never found another man?"

"Heh." I let out a cold laugh, then cautiously took a couple of steps back.

"Your boyfriend overseas is fake. Aaron is Clara blind date, right?" Damon laughed, seemingly in a good mood, "Even though we’re divorced, finding out these things still makes me happy"

I kept quiet. There was no point in explaining the things he had already found out.

"If you were planning to hook up with that kid tonight just because you’re lonely, why not consider me?" Damon seized my silence as an opportunity to put himself forward," I should be a better fit for you!

"No way!" rejected him without a second thought.

"Who says divorced men and women can’t sleep together? Eliana Brooks, shall we give it a try?" Damon looked me up and down, his gaze finally resting on my

chest.

I was wearing a deep V–neck Ariel dress, which I had specifically chosen to increase my chances of hooking up. Now, it seemed to have increased Damon’s desires instead.

I headed straight for the door, ready to leave.

I heard from Luna that Damon hadn’t touched a woman in years. I didn’t know whether to believe her, but when he pulled me back into his arms, I started to think it might be true.

He wasn’t drugged today, but his passion was no less intense than last night. I was genuinely scared and tried hard to break free from his grip, warning him, "Damon, if you force yourself on me, that’s rape"

"Who asked you to come here and hook up with other men?" Damon was furious about this. He held me by the waist, his voice low, "So it’s okay with other men but not with me? I’m not worse than that kid, am I?"

It was hot, and our clothes were thin. I could even feel the hardness of Damon’s abs.

I had gained a bit of weight but not an ounce of strength. Once Damon had me in his grip, I had no chance of escaping

Suddenly, I steeled myself, raising my knee to kick Damon where it hurts the most!

"Holy shit!" Damon reacted incredibly fast, swiftly holding down my knee with one hand, his eyes flashing dangerously, "You trying to end my bloodline or something?"