The Reborn Wife Of The Tyrant CEO
Chapter 402 - 398

Chapter 402: Chapter 398

"Thanks, they seem to really take a shine to you," I said, feeling a tad awkward.

From the corner, Ariana piped up again, "Yeah, Mr. Coleman seems to be a real hit with kids. My son adores him too, even though they’ve only met a couple of times. He’s always going on about Mr. Coleman."

As Ariana said that, she shot Damon a soft, almost coquettish glance.

Why did it feel like she looked at every man that way? Gentle yet tantalizing, but certainly not the case when she looked at Luna and me.

Yet Damon’s reaction was different from Mitch’s. He seemed not to hear Ariana’s praise, just turned and walked back into the living room.

Ariana looked even more uncomfortable.

I had just scolded her, and then she was being ignored by Damon. Talk about losing dignity.

I didn’t bother with her. I just scooped up Serena and Brandon and carried them to the bedroom for some sleep.

Ariana left tactfully, probably off to actually find the restroom she’d been searching for.

I closed the door softly.

Luna’s child gradually fell asleep. Once she had settled her child, she suddenly said, "Eliana, I’m thinking about getting a divorce."

"What?" Her words took me aback.

Sure, Mitch might have had some issues, but it surely hadn’t gotten to the point of divorce.

"I said I want a divorce. I can’t stand this situation any longer," Luna said, looking at the sleeping children. Her face reflected a mix of reluctance and determination. "You see me happy and content, but this suspicious and oppressive state has been going on for a while now. I’m mentally exhausted. It’s too much."

As Luna spoke, her voice choked up, and my heart ached.

The more straightforward a person is, the less likely others are to notice their inner turmoil.

Luna had not mentioned her struggles to our close friends, probably not wanting to worry us.

But at that point, she must have reached her breaking point to disclose that finally,

She had only been speculating before, hearing Ariana’s name from Mitch’s mouth. Having witnessed it today, she felt she couldn’t bear it.

Even though Mitch and Ariana hadn’t done anything inappropriate, it was hard to eradicate the seeds of doubt once they took root in her mind.

"Luna, are you sure there’s actual inappropriate behavior between Mitch and Ariana?" I asked."

"No, but I can’t stand it. Not even a hint of flirtation. It disgusts me," Luna said, her voice filled with bitterness.

She had always been a person who couldn’t tolerate even the smallest bit of dissatisfaction, let alone when it came to her husband.

As an outsider, I was naturally furious at Mitch for hurting Luna. But in the absence of any actual wrongdoing, I couldn’t rashly encourage Luna to divorce. That would have been too impulsive.

Moreover, they had three children.

"Luna, calm down. Let’s figure everything out before making a decision. Don’t say things you might regret in the heat of the moment," I tried to soothe Luna.

"I’m not being impulsive. I’ve thought about this many times, especially when I saw their chat records, I was betrayed, even though they never used any flirtatious words. I just couldn’t accept it mentally," Luna sobbed. She used to take love lightly, but now she was very dedicated and deeply in love with Mitch.

I handed her a tissue, comforting her softly, "All right, if he really did something wrong, then get a divorce. I’ve been through it too. It’s not a big deal. Besides, we can surely afford to raise the children."

"Okay," Luna said, her eyes brimming with tears.

I couldn’t help but hug her, patting her head gently.

She had always been loyal when it came to her friends’ matters but tended to tough it out when it came to her own. If I had argued against her getting a divorce, she probably wouldn’t have slept a wink that night.

Someone knocked on the door, and then Mitch’s voice floated through, "Honey, do you want to come out and eat something?"

"I’m not hungry. Eliana, you go eat. It’d be a shame to come all this way and leave on an empty stomach," Luna said to me. She didn’t want to see Mitch at the moment.

"All right, I’ll bring you something later so you don’t have to see anyone who might spoil your appetite," I replied.

Luna just nodded.

When I stepped outside, Mitch looked anxious as I closed the door.

"Where’s my wife?"

"Do you even remember she’s your wife?" I was fuming.

What in the world was going on? Mitch used to be decent. How did he end up like that over a woman like Ariana, who was much older, a divorcee with a kid, and causing problems with Luna?

"Of course I do. I’ve never forgotten," Mitch said, purposely loud enough for Luna to hear, indirectly stating that his heart hadn’t changed.

But at that time, Luna needed more than a simple sentence to be pacified.

I rolled my eyes at Mitch and headed directly into the living room.

Damon was engrossed in a card game with Ariana and the other person.

I didn’t know whose idea it was, but Damon usually wasn’t into those games. I’d only seen him play a few times with Mitch.

"Sorry, Mr. Coleman, I’ve got you beat!" Ariana flipped her card with a triumphant smile. "Pay up."

She then pulled out her phone. "Mr. Coleman, let’s just add each other’s contact for easier transfers. Besides, it’ll make work-related communication easier."

I sat quietly on the couch. My intuition told me that Ariana was a cunning woman, and her sights were set on more than just Mitch. Damon was likely another target.

if Damon added Ariana, it would have probably been Catherine’s turn to worry next.

"You’re on Mitch’s team. Any issues you have should be communicated directly to him. There’s no need to bypass the chain of command," Damon’s thin lips barely moved, his tone as cold as a gust of winter wind. It was hard to tell where it came from, but it had the ability to seep into one’s skin, making one shiver.

Ariana was taken aback, her smile faltering just a tad.

I couldn’t help but let out a snort of laughter. Was that not a classic case of a gold-digger’s plan going awry?

I had to admit that Damon was quite sharp when he put his mind to it, hitting the nail right on the head. But the person who should be pleased about that wasn’t me; it was Catherine.

"You’re right. Mr. Coleman is a man of high stature. I, a mere minion, certainly shouldn’t bother him unnecessarily," Ariana’s self-deprecating humor was spot-on and quite natural.

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