The Reborn Wife Of The Tyrant CEO
Chapter 232 - 228

Chapter 232: Chapter 228

I was instantly left speechless, not wanting us to be seen by others.

But the thought of being dragged in like this was even less appealing Taking advantage of the liquid courage, I suddenly raised my hand and slapped Damon.

"Smack!"

The sound of the slap was piercing, Damon immediately stopped in his tracks. He looked down at me in his arms, his whole body shaking with anger. "Got brave after a few drinks, huh? Don’t regret it later."

Before I could react. Damon already strode into the villa.

Everything inside the villa remained the same as it was two years ago, even the smell in the air. As I looked at the familiar decorations, my feelings were mixed

Being tall and having long legs, Damon had already carried me to the master bedroom on the second floor while I was still in a daze.

Returning to this bedroom that I had personally decorated after more than two years, I couldn’t help but feel a pang of sadness

Back then, I was looking forward to my married life with Damon with a joyful heart, even shyly imagining our intimate moments in bed, and had a double bed specially made.

However, I ended up sleeping alone for several years, turning the double bed into a large single bed.

"Why did you bring me here?" I was placed on the bed, my strength drained by the alcohol. I had no choice but to ask while lying down.

Damon started to undress, removing his coat, then his sweater and shirt in front of me, without any hesitation.

Finally, he tossed his dirty clothes into a laundry basket, his muscular upper body bare. He then asked me vaguely, "What do you think? What can a man and a woman do when they’re in bed together?"

"We’ve slept together before, haven’t we? You don’t need to force me now, do you?" I asked calmly.

"So, what are you going to compensate me for my hurt?" Damon stood by the bed, looking down at me. He scanned me from head to toe with his deep eyes. His gaze was filled with primal desire, making my heart tremble. I didn’t want to have anything to do with Damon anymore.

Was I supposed to repay him with my body for using him to provoke Jones just now?

I suddenly regretted it. Using anyone else would be fine, but using Damon was too much. The cost was too high.

"Damon, I...." Before I could say anything, I heard a knock on the door

A maid’s voice came from outside, "Mr. Coleman. Ms. Ariel has barged into the villa. She’s causing a scene in the living room. What should we do?"

Ariel? Did she break in? I looked at Damon in surprise. Damon’s face had already darkened.

He said, "I’ll be night down."

After that, he went to the wardrobe to change into a set of casual clothes. He glanced at me, didn’t ask for my opinion, and went down by himself.

I didn’t want to join the drama, but I heard Ariel’s voice from outside the door. She sounded very agitated, "Damon, did you bring Eliana back home? Why?"

"What does she have that I don’t?"

Wasn’t she in the living room? Did she come upstairs?

I got out of bed and weakly walked towards the door, but then something unexpected happened. The door was pushed open abruptly, and I was knocked to the ground.

I couldn’t help but cry out in pain, I was already feeling unwell, and this made it worse.

Ariel stood at the door, her eyes looking at me as if I were her enemy.

"Are you alright? Where did you hit? Does it hurt?" Damon ran to my side anxiously picked me up, and put me back on the bed.

His concern for me was like a dagger to Ariel’s heart. I could see the fury in her eyes.

"Damon, don’t be fooled by her! She’s trying to seduce you because she’s down and out now and wants your help!" Ariel pointed at me and said loudly

She seemed to think I was just like her.

She didn’t know that I had already refused all of Damon’s help. Now, I didn’t even have the desire to argue.

Damon’s face turned cold as he said, "I don’t need your opinion on my business with her."

Hearing this Ariel looked flustered and confused.

"No." Ariel denied it, but she couldn’t explain,

I was puzzled. How could Ariel have the key to this place?

"Did you get in? Did you steal the key?

I always chose the doors for the villa myself, with fingerprint locks, password locks, keyhole locks, and facial recognition, I usually don’t carry keys."

"No problem, changing a few doors is no big deal". Damon said calmly, but his voice was cold, "But how did you know she was here with me?"

Faced with this question, Ariel was even more at a loss. She just glared at me as if she wanted to devour me.

She didn’t dare to answer Damon’s question, which meant the situation was getting serious. Apart from me and Damon, the only people who knew I Damons tonight were Jones and Scarlett.

Would Jones and Scarlett tell Ariel? I didn’t think so. I still trust Jones.

But thinking about his past actions, I became scared again. If Ariel and I had switched places, then Jones might have joined forces with Ariel to stop me and Damon.

Even though I didn’t want to get back together with Damon, in Jones’s eyes, I was a foolish woman still in love with Damon.

"Did Jones tell you?" I asked, not even knowing why I asked that myself.

Ariel’s face changed; she then sneered and said, "You just broke up with Jones not long ago, and you’re already bad-mouthing him? Were you just using him before to provoke Damon?"

I frowned. When I was with Jones, part of the reason was indeed to sever ties with Damon, but the main reason was that I genuinely wanted to give him a chance.

Damon’s voice grew colder, "Get out!"

"Damon, why are you treating me like this? My feelings for you are not less than Eliana’s. I’m younger than her, my status is now superior, and you had feelings for me before, didn’t you?" Ariel’s eyes were red with tears. "Without me, could you have gotten Catherine’s diary? Do you know that my mother almost made me leave the house for you?"

"I’ve never had a thing for you, got it?" Damon asked coldly, gripping Ariel’s arm tightly and dragging her towards the door.

"I’m not leaving"" Ariel shouted defiantly, "Damon, you can date other women, but not Eliana. She’s the reason we missed our shot!"

As they got to the door, Ariel suddenly whipped out a bottle from her pocket and chucked it at me like a madwoman.

The glass bottle smashed into the wall, shattering into countless pieces, with the liquid inside splattering everywhere. A few drops fell on my cheek, and I instantly felt a burning sting.

I bolted from the bed, only to see the wall starting to corrode. Holy crap, it was acid!