The Reborn Wife Of The Tyrant CEO
Chapter 486 - 482

Chapter 486: Chapter 482

the figure of Jones materialized from nowhere, effectively blocking my path from both sides. His eyebrows knitted together in a stern frown. "Eliana Brooks," he spat, "Is this why you had refused to see me?"

The words had barely left Jones’s lips when Damon shot him a frosty look.

Must be the whiskey playing tricks on me, I thought and rubbed my eyes. But when I looked again, the two men were still there, and their expressions were even more displeased than before.

Luna had already dashed off with a group of young men, and although the bar was bustling with people, I suddenly felt like I didn’t belong.

"I need to use the restroom," I said, not knowing how else to escape the awkward situation.

"I’ll go with you." Damon offered, standing to block my exit.

"No need," I replied, pushing him back onto the couch. "Please have a drink, I’ll be back to explain things."

But Jones stepped in my way. "Eliana, what on earth are you wearing?"

Hooked down at my overly sexy top. It was a bit embarrassing. "Luna picked it out for me. I’ll explain later" I offered, trying to smile.

"I’m leaving soon. You will come with me." Jones declared, grabbing my arm firmly.

"I can’t leave yet. Luna’s not back." I protested, trying to break free. But Jones was stronger. I didn’t have a chance.

Seeing the struggle, Damon stood up and came over. He grabbed my hand and pulled me away from Jones. "Don’t touch her!" he scolded outrageously.

Jones’s already stern face turned frosty. "Don’t forget that I’m her husband." he retorted.

"Why lie to yourself?" Damon asked coldly. "You know as well as I do that she’s never loved you. Not even having two kids together can change that. Didn’t Mitch and Luna separate despite having three kids?"

I didn’t want Damon to continue. His words were too hurtful. Jones didn’t say anything, but I knew every word was like a dagger to his heart.

"That’s enough!" I cut Damon off and turned to Jones. "Let’s go outside for a few words."

Damon’s face darkened at my words, but he didn’t stop us this time. He just watched as Jones and I left the bar.

Once outside, a jacket landed on my shoulders. "It’s cold at nights." Jones stated. His voice was cool.

It was indeed chilly. The jacket brought some warmth, and I began explaining, "I came here mainly to accompany Luna. You called when I was already dressed. It would be rude to ditch her."

Just as I finished speaking, I saw Luna on the other side of the street. She looked furious and was gesturing animatedly at that group of guys.

I didn’t see Clara and Sean, so I assumed they hadn’t managed to catch up.

Luna noticed us and strode over. "Jones, what are you doing here?" she asked with a hostile tone.

She knew about my situation with Jones and wasn’t a fan of his.

She believed that Jones was a scheming man of calculations.

"Something came up." Jones replied, glancing at Luna’s equally revealing outfit and frowning. "I’ll take you both home. Had enough to drink?"

"Of course not!" Luna retorted, "Go home yourself. Just don’t disturb me and Eliana. Bye!"

She grabbed my hand, intending to return to the bar. But two men stepped forward and blocked our path. They were obviously Jones’s crew.

"What do you want, Jones?" I asked, taken aback.

"It’s late. Let me take you home." Jones repeated. He seemed adamant about not letting me go back inside and run into Damon.

"We don’t need your help, don’t you understand?" Luna was getting annoyed. "Eliana, let’s go!"

But without Jones’s command, the two men stood firm like robots and wouldn’t let us pass. I felt a surge of anger. I had been kind enough to have already explained the situation to Jones while drunk, but now he was infringing on my personal freedom.

"Jones, tell them to get out of our way!" I demanded.

Jones didn’t respond, and in my frustration, I shoved past the two men. One of them reflexively tried to retaliate, but Jones quickly reprimanded him. "When had I granted you to fight back? Get lost!"

The two men retrieved a bit, and we took the opportunity to leave. If Jones tried to stop me again, I was sure I’d start an argument.

"Eliana, look behind you!" Luna suddenly tugged on my hand, whispering urgently.

I turned and my eyebrows knitted together.

A cobalt-blue car pulled up next to Jones. The back window was half-open, revealing Catherine’s face.

She saw me and quickly averted her gaze. The window rolled up a second later.

Catherine probably didn’t know Damon was here. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have the guts to show

Jones started walking towards the car. When he glanced back at me, I quickly turned away and picked up the pace.

"I thought Catherine was in abroad. What’s she doing here?" Luna asked, puzzled.

"I’m not sure. But promise me you won’t tell Damon." I urged.

"Why not?" Luna was even more confused.

"I’ll explain when we get back," I promised. Now was not the time.

Luna nodded, then she started talking about Clara. Apparently, she’d been scolding the guys for failing to keep Sean from leaving.

She berated them for their lack of chivalry, then started worrying about Clara’s situation, concerned that Sean, in his anger, might do something to hurt Clara.

Midway through her rant, Luna suddenly fell silent. Her eyes widened as she took in the sight of Damon, who was sitting in our spot.

It seemed to me that she should be worrying about me first.

Damon, noticing our return, put down his glass of beer. I’d suggested he have a drink here, but I hadn’t expected him to take me seriously.

"No way, why is he here again?" Luna was on the verge of exploding with a million questions. She pointed at Damon and exclaimed, "Don’t tell me he came with Jones!"

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