The Reborn Wife Of The Tyrant CEO
Chapter 217 - 213

Chapter 217: Chapter 213

That guy was fast, but I managed to get a blurry glimpse of his face. He looked eerily familiar.

I immediately dialed the property management. Ten minutes later, they arrived, but the guy was gone.

"Pull up the surveillance footage. That guy is definitely sketchy", I told them.

I had this gut feeling that this guy had something to do with the person who unplugged the power in my mom’s hospital room.

The property management was efficient. By the next day, I had the surveillance footage. I had seen that guy lurking around Nancy before. Sure enough, he was one of Nancy’s and Ariel’s minions.

I went straight to the police, handed over the surveillance footage, and identified the guy as one of Nancy’s,

"Eliana!"

Just as I got home from work, I saw Ariel waiting for me. I don’t know what she had been through, but she was acting all high and mighty.

Her eyes were red, and she was glaring at me as if I were her enemy.

I stood a few meters away and didn’t approach her. "What’s up?"

"Haha." Ariel seemed to lose control. She went from raging mad to showing a bone-chilling smile.

I furrowed my brows. Was she going nuts?

Ariel walked towards me as her pale face bore a strange expression. She whispered, "Damon used me. He doesn’t care about me at all!"

I didn’t have much to say. I knew Damon too well. He either loved like a madman or was terrifyingly rational

"So him breaking up with me was to show you his feelings, huh? I’ll make you regret this. Just you wait." Ariel smirked, seeming a bit unhinged.

"Sending people to harm my mom, spying on me at night... What else have you got?" I asked coldly

Ariel scoffed at me. "Something more painful, Eliana. This is all your fault. You’ll pay for this!"

She always thought that Damon liked her and that I ruined their relationship by making Damon lose interest in her.

I was innocent. How was I supposed to know the plot would change after my rebirth?

Ariel didn’t do anything to me. She seemed to be here just to threaten me. I furrowed my brows as I watched her hurriedly leave.

I was worried not only about myself but also about my parents.

I rushed to the hospital to check on my mom and reminded the caretaker to be wary of strangers.

"Hey, Eliana, what brings you to the hospital? Are you here to see Damon?" As soon as I stepped into the elevator, I saw Zoe.

She was holding a takeout box.

I shook my head, "No, I have other things to do."

I didn’t want to tell her about my family issues, so I just gave a simple response.

Zoe suddenly looked at me with puppy eyes, "Eliana, could you talk to Damon for me?"

I was puzzled, "What do you mean?"

The elevator door opened, but it wasn’t my floor. Zoe grabbed my arm and stepped out, heading towards a specific room.

I stood still, "Zoe, I have other things to do, I can’t help you with Damon."

Zoe seemed to gather strength from somewhere and dragged me towards the room. "The guy is torturing himself. He doesn’t eat or take his medicine on time. He’s going to get himself into trouble!"

Though Zoe was blunt, Damon’s lack of cooperation with his treatment could indeed cause serious harm to his health.

"That’s his problem. He’s not a toddler. He needs to take responsibility for his own health!" I said helplessly, shaking off Zoe’s grip.

While we were squabbling, Damon was standing at the door of his room

I wasn’t sure if he heard our conversation.

Damon looked paler than before and seemed a bit gloomy. He stared at me, "You’re right. I don’t need you to lecture me."

Zoe saw him and let go of me, looking upset. "The doctor said your life is in danger. Are you bored with life?"

"If you have time, find a job instead of flitting around me." Damon gave Zoe a cold glance.

He didn’t express gratitude at all. I was glad I didn’t really come to persuade him.

I casually glanced at Damon, "Zoe’s worried about you. Do you think I want to persuade you?"

"Why are you here then?" Damon counter-questioned.

"I was dragged here by her!" I protested.

"She’s about your size. How could she drag you here?" sized up Zoe and me.

Indeed, Zoe was also quite skinny.

Zoe sighed deeply, "Mr. Iceberg, I’ve tried to get so many people to talk to you. You can’t expect me to try and get your parents to persuade you, right?"

I could hear her concern for Damon’s health

Damon sneered and walked past us towards the stairwell. Zoe grabbed me and followed him closely.

"Look at him, smoking a pack or two a day. Is that what a patient should do?" Zoe stomped her foot in anger, pointing at Damon’s smoking figure.

The question was, what did this have to do with me?

I comforted Zoe, "Zoe, this is a test for you guys. He’s just one person. If you love him, you have to accept all of him."

My words made Damon turn around. He had a cigarette in his hand, and his eyes were full of anger.

"You seem very experienced." He said coldly. "Didn’t I say we shouldn’t meet again? Are you still not leaving?"

"Tell Zoe to let me go." I glanced at Zoe, feeling surprised. We were both skinny, yet she was so much stronger than me.

Damon immediately put on a stern face. "Zoe, stop causing trouble for me. It’s none of your business!"

Zoe widened her eyes, "Why don’t you appreciate others’ concern? No wonder Eliana divorced you. You deserve it!"

After her blatant attack, she stormed off. I was shocked by her boldness in front of Damon.

After Zoe left, it was just me and Damon in the stairwell.

Alright, if she was gone, I had to go too. I was about to leave when Damon said in a low voice, "Wait."

I turned my head, puzzled.

Damon looked as white as a sheet, his cigarette had fallen onto the ground, one hand clutching his upper stomach, the other holding onto the stair railing. "Help me get back to my room."

He didn’t seem to be putting on an act; it must be his stomach acting up again. I froze for a few seconds while Damon looked up at me, "Can’t you even do this little thing for me?"