"If you can’t forget about him, why not just stick with him? Are you willing to trade your feelings for him for your dad?" Damon’s cold, icy voice echoed in my head.
I wouldn’t have known he knew about it if he hadn’t said anything.
I didn’t respond. I stood up and tried to push Damon away intending to pick up the fallen ring
Damon stood firm, his expression grew even colder at my actions
"Why should we fuss over this?" I gave up pushing him and spoke in a calm tone "Damon, haven’t you ever liked other won? Have you been honest with about everything? All I want now is for you to help with those two things. Then we can remarry and have a baby, It’s a simple win win situation"
"A win win?" Damon’s eyes were shrouded in a dark cloud. He was exuding a dangerous aura "Do I need a woman who has another man on her mind?"
I wasn’t thinking about Jones anymore. I was just feeling a bit of regret for missing out on a man like him.
But I never intended to go back, let alone ruin his relationship with Scarlett
Damon was seething with jealousy, imagining Jones and as a pair of tragic lovers.
I wanted to explain, but for so reason, the words changed when they reached my lips. "Think what you want. You’ve suspected and Jones before so much that we even got divorced"
"Eliana!" Damon roared, sounding like he was about to go mad. He bent down to pick up the ring and walked towards the balcony, ready to throw it away.
I rushed over to stop him "Have you lost your mind? That’s my stuff. You have no right to dispose of it!"
"Your stuff?" Damon turned to look at . He gripped my jaw and forced to et his furious gaze. "From now on, even you are mine! Forget this useless ring!"
I winced in pain, and Damon let go of .
Suddenly, he threw the ring away
"No" I yelled. The ring was the only nto Jones had left . Now that Damon had thrown it away, it ant he could dispose of my stuff as he pleased. I was not okay with that.
Damon pulled into the bedroom with a cold face. He threw onto the bed, then knelt on the bed as his hands pressed down on my shoulders. His eyes were filled with danger "Why do you insist on testing my patience?"
"Have you lost your mind?" My shoulders hurt like they were about to shatter. I gritted my teeth in pain.
"Didn’t you drive to this?" Damon retorted. "I’ve given you everything you asked for. I only had one request that you can’t have other n. Is that so hard? Joshua, Jones, and Nicholas. Each one you chose was the perfect tool for revenge against . Who else is there? Tell , I get rid of him now. Otherwise, I might die in your hands first!!"
I felt that Damon might really be losing his mind. He looked possessed
I didn’t dare move it hurt too much every ti I did
Jones ant sothing different to Damon. Maybe he wouldn’t be this angry if I had relationships with other n. I understood that
But I didn’t plan on using Jones anymore. I only wished him well.
"Damon, let go of ." My frail body couldn’t bear such force. Even speaking was painful.
"Let go of you?" Damon smirked.
" The fact that I haven’t strangled you yet is the best I can do"
I didn’t even know how Damon had entered my house, let alone found the ring. He had ntioned having soone move stuff, but I hadn’t given him a key.
Then my phone rang I imdiately pushed Damon away "I need to take this call"
Damon let go of one hand and picked up my fallen phone from the bed, and his face turned even more frightening after seeing the caller ID.
He showed the screen. It was a call from Jones.
Why would Jones send that photo to Damon? And why did he et Ariel on behalf of Damon years ago and keep it from ? I really wanted to ask him. But I couldn’t answer this call; Damon wouldn’t let .
"If you want your father to spend the rest of his life in prison, keep defying ." Damon declined the call and tossed the phone aside.
"Your" My face turned pale instantly.
"What else can I do if reasoning with you doesn’t work?" There was a hint of annoyance in Damon’s eyes. "I’ve always wanted to make up for the harm I’ve done to you and our child. But that’s not a reason for you to toy with ."
I was using Damon, but I wasn’t toying with him.
After seeing him out of control, blood rushed to my head, and my voice involuntarily rose. "What about you? Why did you send Ariel overseas for treatnt? Why did you co-found a foundation with Soul Enterprises? You keep saying you want to win back, but aren’t your actions contradicting your words?"
The atmosphere froze for a mont. Damon’s eyes narrowed slightly. "Who did I send overseas for treatnt?"
"Ariel "I tried to steady my voice. "You told her to disappear from the city forever. She almost died from a heart attack later. Didn’t you give her a sum of money and send her overseas for treatnt? if you hadn’t saved her, none of this would’ve happened"
Damon let go of my shoulders, and his eyes beca strange. "Who told you this?"
I was about to say it was Ariel and ntion Jones, but considering Damon’s current unstable state. I held back.
I hadn’t asked Jones about the details yet. Before I did, I didn’t want to stir up trouble between these two n again.
"I heard it from soone." I answered vaguely.
"Who’s this soone?" Damon’s voice was much calr than before, but I felt a chill run down my spine. It was even scarier.
I shook my head, unwilling to say more.
Damon asked again calmly, "You believed what they said?"
"Yes." I answered imdiately.
Back then, no one but Damon would help Ariel. Anyone who helped her would be opposing him.
It would only make sense if he changed his mind.
On hearing my response, Damon’s face turned icy, as if he were on the verge of freezing over. He told , word for word, "I didn’t save her."
So did Ariel make all this up? Neither Ariel nor Damon could be trusted unless Jones was willing to tell what happened and provide evidence. "Sure enough, you can’t fully trust emotionally or follow my lead." Damon’s eyes narrowed dangerously, "Then let’s start building trust physically."
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