Mr billionaire's regret chasing his irresistible wife by Gabby Emmanuel

Trouble in paradise

(ARIELLE'S POV)

While Sofia clamped her mouth shut, startled by Jared's sudden appearance, I slowly rose from the chair, still reeling from the shock of all I had heard.

My heart ached-it wasn't just what Sofia had said, it was the fact that I had to hear it from her, not Jared.

I got to Jared and ignored him completely as I walked past, but he tried to talk to me.

"Arielle, please listen-" he said, trying to reach for me.

I shrugged his hand off and walked upstairs, my eyes welled up with tears. I got to the room and collapsed on the bed, numb, exhausted and disappointed.

Just then, a text arrived on my phone. It was from Jared. "I'm sorry," it read.

I stared at the screen for a moment, then switched off my phone, unable to deal with his apologies. Sleep didn't come easily, and when it finally did, it was restless and full of turmoil. The next morning, I woke up to an empty bed.

It meant one thing; he didn't sleep in our room last night. He probably slept in the visitor's room adjacent to our room. He always does, whenever we had a fight.

"Or, did he sleep in the same room as Sofia?" A voice whispered in my head.

I stopped for a moment to think about the possibility of that, but quickly thought against it. I might be having doubts about Jared because of recent occurrences, but I still am aware of what he was capable of.

I soon finished preparing and walked downstairs only to find Jared waiting for me at the foyer.

"Good morning," he said, planting a light kiss on my cheek as though nothing had happened.

"Yeah, good morning," I responded, trying to act cool too.

"Arielle, about yesterday..." His voice was calm, almost too calm. "Sofia's just struggling with the pregnancy. It's her first, and it's making her... needy. Please, don't take everything she said to heart. She didn't mean any harm."

Instead of softening my heart like the words were intended to, they only made me bitter at the fact that my husband was in defense of another woman.

prioritized his ex over

my husband lied to me? That you left me to

just slightly. "I wasn't lying. I did spend

hiding things from me? That's different! I don't even know who you are anymore." His eyes darkened.

work. And

at work was uneventful, a blur of cooking and cleaning, and soon it was closing time. I was in my office wrapping things up

replied. "A hot man is waiting outside for you with a massive bouquet," she announced, and I didn't

appointment? I quickly grabbed my bag. "I'm

a moment, I was taken aback. Really?

"Sorry to disappoint you, but it's not some mystery hunk-it's just my husband. I know, I feel sorry too." Rebecca's eyes widened. I wouldn't blame her, Jared had only visited my new place of work the day of Sofia's saga, so it's reasonable no one

warm but tinged

"What are you doing here, Mr.

jerk. Arielle, I should have told you about Sofia a long time ago. I have no excuse,

make it up to

of our first house-the cozy penthouse we'd chosen and decorated together after our wedding-made my heart soften instantly. That place held so many happy memories. It had been ages since we'd last visited, mainly because of its distance from my

a gateway that will help me forget all the dramas of the past days and who knows, it could be the

how to

his gaze melting into mine before he leaned in and kissed me deeply, tenderly. "Thank you, love, for forgiving me," he murmured, his lips brushing against mine. "And for accepting the offer." He handed me the bouquet, his eyes twinkling. I inhaled deeply, savoring the scent of lavender-my favorite. "Thank

led me toward the car, opening the door for me with his usual grace. As we drove toward the penthouse, the air between us was light and hopeful, a much-needed reprieve from the tension of the past few

seriously, twenty years of crushing on Sofia? I have to say, your taste

but warning. "Careful," he said in that smooth, low tone, "or you'll be in for some

escaping my lips as I

up at the parking lot of the house. It was

brain brought it to my cognizance. There was a light on, in one of the rooms which

give me a confused look. "What do you

pointing up to the room that had its light

being paranoid. You probably forgot to turn off the lights the last time we were here," Jared said,

swung open. There, standing in the doorway with a bright,

froze,

What are you doing here?" I snarled at Sofia, unable