The Reborn Wife Of The Tyrant CEO
Chapter 44

Chapter 44: Chapter 44

I followed the two guys and hopped into Jones’s ride. Joshua and I took the backseat. I propped him up in case he decided to hit the deck again. "What’s his address?" Jones asked. I shook my head, "No idea. We could probably find a hotel nearby where he can rest." "Alright." Jones replied, then he steered towards the nearest hotel. On the way, I felt very uneasy, as if I had been caught doing something wrong. At the hotel, Jones used his ID to book a room for Joshua. Once Joshua was sorted, I felt very relaxed. I turned to Jones and said, "Dr. Jones, could you do me a favor and drop me back at the bar? My car is still there." "Let me drop you home instead. You’ve had a few, you shouldn’t be driving." Jones glanced at me. There was no expression on his face. He’s actually very handsome, but why wasn’t he smiling? It wasn’t hard to see why he and Damon were buddies. Both of them loved to put on a sourpuss. But Jones had a point, I shouldn’t be drink driving. I could get James to pick the car up tomorrow. I replied gratefully, "Sounds good, thanks!" Once I was back in Jones’s car, I sat in the passenger seat. His driving was steady. I was nearly falling asleep. "Why were you drinking with him?" Jones asked out of the blue. I snapped wide awake.

"He had a fight with his girlfriend, so he called me up to hang out." I rubbed my tired eyes, my voice heavy with exhaustion. "Do you think that’s appropriate?" Jones asked, a hint of reproach in his tone. I laughed, "What’s inappropriate about it? My husband is chasing after his girlfriend, and I’m consoling him. Sounds pretty fair to me." That obviously hit a nerve with Jones. He pulled over, looked me square in the eye and said, "Eliana, what happened to you? You used to love Damon so much, I really admired that about you. Now you’re going to jeopardize yourself just to get back at Damon?" I was taken aback. Jones was impressed by my feelings for Damon?

Right. He had no experience in love, so he might be impressed to see me so loyal to Damon. "I’ve said it before, you should be convincing Damon to divorce me right away. I don’t want a dime from him. I want nothing to do with him ever again!" I was getting worked up. Jones had no idea what I had been through in my past life, so he always brought out the most anger in me. I was still angry, so I continued, "If you think it’s inappropriate for me to drink with Joshua, do you think it’s appropriate for you to be alone with me all the time? Do you think it’s appropriate that you’re keeping secrets from Damon for me?" If we were always so strict about rules, there wouldn’t be a single perfect person in this world. Sure enough, Jones’s face went ice-cold. His eyes were practically freezing over. I could see his anger clearly. Under the influence, I became bolder and raised my voice, "So what if you’re pissed? There’s a right and wrong in everything, and love has its order too. Damon betrayed me first, so you have no right to blame me!" "What did I blame you for?" Jones snapped back at me. "Forgetting close to Joshua, for not waiting around like a fool for Damon to come around. Damon has plenty of lovers, what difference does one less make? Is his house short of a pet that can talk?" I vented all my pent-up feelings on Jones. He was the only one who knew all my secrets, except for the fact that I had been reborn. Who would’ve thought, he was my ally in my past life, and he’s my ally in this life too. Our destinies seemed to be intertwined. Jones seemed pretty peeved. He took a deep breath to calm himself down before replying, "I didn’t blame you for any of that. I think it’s a good thing that you decided to divorce Damon. But you should know Damon better. If he found out that you’ve known Joshua and Ariel all along and you’ve been playing them for fools, do you think he’d let it slide? If you’re determined to leave him, don’t leave any loose ends. You got it?!" This was the first time Jones had spouted so many words at me in one go. He clenched his teeth and stared at me.

I was dumbfounded for a moment. Maybe... he had a point. Since divorce was the inevitable outcome, all the foreshadowing that I had planted now, once Damon found out, would become the reason for his revenge on me. I was so focused on setting traps for Damon and making his love journey with Ariel harder, I didn’t realize I was digging my own grave. "Have you really let go of Damon? Or have you not truly understood your own heart? Is all this for a smooth divorce with Damon, or are you just looking for excuses to stay entangled with him?" Each word out of Jones’s mouth was a stab to my heart, and made me feel pain and shame. I kept quiet. Honestly, I had a hard time answering those questions. "I don’t want to be entangled with him anymore, but Joshua is the only one who gives me some sort of emotional balance. What should I do?" After a while, I looked at Jones, lost. For the sake of Damon, I had lost myself for a whole decade. Even though I got a second chance at life, I still couldn’t find my footing. Maybe I’d be able to find myself again after the divorce. "Find something to do, keep yourself busy" Jones suggested. His words reminded me of Damon dad’s proposition. Maybe I could really consider joining Coleman Co. At least in the future, when I divorce Damon, I’d have a better handle on the shares I’d get I nodded thoughtfully Jones continued driving, heading towards Starlight Estates. Once home, I sincerely thanked Jones. I watched him drive off before I turned to go inside. "Ah!" I barely took two steps when Damon suddenly appeared before me, scaring the living daylights out of me, I let out a yelp. Damon was decked out in a black shirt, with a burgundy tie hanging loose around his neck and his jacket slung over his elbow, reeking of booze. He was just standing there, quietly looking at me. I thought he’d chew me out for having Jones drive me home, but he didn’t say a word, just turned and walked towards the house. I fallowed behind him, staring at his tall figure. His mature physique was even more robust than when he was a teen, and way more magnetic. I’d often wanted to wrap my arms around him, feel his body heat, but that wish of mine never came true.

If it weren’t for the strong meds Cherry got for me, Damon and I might not have done the deed till we were divorced.