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..

when she heard Mitch begging for forgiveness, her eyes were filled with resentment…

he was drunk, and he had even been brought here by Ariana.

a call from Stella, which was going

Mitch…” Ariana whimpered.

looked at Ariana, mumbling, “Who

was pretending or if he was really drunk, but his reaction

her eyes filled with disappointment.

ignored her and took Mitch

to rest. Having him at my place, I

if Mitch woke up and found out

drunk friend. “Tell me who told

back to reality. “He’s drunk now, you

glanced at me. “The truth comes out when he’s drunk.”

you who told me… you sent me the message!” Upon hearing Mitch’s answer, my

even wanted Mitch to say it himself.

to look at me, his

it enough that he said it?” I said calmly. “I told you, even if you were the one who told him, it’s understandable. No

I didn’t tell

he’s drunk. Isn’t this the truth?”

it to me. “See for yourself. When did I

surprised by his eagerness to prove his innocence. I looked at the screen, which showed the text messages between him and Mitch. There was no mention

text messages. It doesn’t mean anything. Let’s drop this. Just don’t

it back in his pocket. He clenched his teeth, his jawline twitching, seemingly trying to suppress his anger. “Irene, have you lost your mind? Would I deny something I

same at the time, so I didn’t understand why he waited two days to tell Mitch.

“If it wasn’t you, then tell me, who else

speaking, the