Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled

Chapter 442

Ariana turned ashen, then pale, her eyes welling up with tears.

She brought this upon herself.

“Make a choice. I don’t have time for this.” I pressed Ariana for an answer.

Ariana was still not backing down. “I won’t choose. I did no wrong. When Mr. Mitch wakes up, he’ll see justice done!”

What Mitch would face upon waking would probably be Stella’s wrath, and I’d send her the evidence. Then I’d see how the Hebert family would favor their son.

I didn’t bother arguing with her. “Fine, I give you until midnight tomorrow to decide. If I don’t have an answer by then, that video will be all over the internet. I have plenty of ammunition to take

you down.”

“Don’t you dare push me too far!” Ariana could no longer defend herself and was just accusing me relentlessly.

I knew she still couldn’t think straight, so arguing with her was pointless. I walked over to the bed and slapped Mitch. “Mitch! Wake up!”

A handprint appeared on Mitch’s face. He opened his eyes with difficulty, and when he saw me, he started stuttering. “Honey, did you forgive me? Are you here to take me back?”

He reached to hug me, his body reeking of alcohol.

Before I could push Mitch away, Neil took a few steps forward and landed a blow on Mitch’s arm. Mitch winced and withdrew his arm. “Why are you hitting me, honey? I’m sorry… Don’t leave, don’t take our children…”

“Get up.” Neil grabbed Mitch’s arm and said coldly.

Recognizing Neil, Mitch managed to get up from the bed with difficulty and steadied himself, but he was still swaying. If it weren’t for Neil’s support, he might have fallen back down..

her face full of grievance. Especially when she heard Mitch begging for forgiveness, her eyes were

only realized his mistake when he was drunk, and he had even been brought

had answered a call from Stella, which was going to be hard

Ariana

at Ariana, mumbling, “Who

he was really drunk,

eyes filled

her and took

to rest. Having him at my place,

woke up and

ruthless, even waking his own drunk friend. “Tell me who

back to reality. “He’s drunk now, you can’t get

glanced at me. “The truth

it… it was you who told me… you

him, he even wanted Mitch to say

to look at me,

I said calmly. “I told you, even

is, I didn’t tell him, okay?”

said he would tell the truth when he’s drunk.

me. “See for yourself. When did I send him a message about

looked at the screen, which

text messages. It doesn’t mean anything.

in the end, he put it back in his pocket. He clenched his teeth, his jawline twitching, seemingly trying to suppress his anger. “Irene, have you

so I didn’t

wasn’t you, then tell me, who else could use your

speaking,