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.

course not, he had prioritized his ex over me on the

to me? That you left me to comfort another woman in the middle of

sighed, his composure slipping just slightly. "I wasn't lying. I did

things from me? That's different! I don't even know who you

feeling a lump rise in my throat. "I'm going to work. And when I come home, I don't want

was closing time. I was in my office wrapping things up when

man is waiting outside for you with a massive bouquet,"

an appointment? I quickly grabbed

by the entrance, looking as effortlessly charming as ever, bouquet in hand. For a moment, I was taken aback.

and turned to Rebecca with a playful grin. "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.

warm but tinged

raised an eyebrow. "What are you doing here, Mr.

smoothly, stepping closer, "for being a jerk. Arielle, I should have told you about Sofia a long time ago. I have no excuse, and

at the bouquet, then back at me. "To make it up to you, how about a weekend getaway? Just the two of us.

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

beyond the moon with excitement. Finally, a gateway that will help me forget all the dramas of the past days and who knows, it could be the perfect place to break the news of my pregnancy to Jared.

does know how to please a woman," I

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 you," I whispered, feeling

we drove toward the penthouse, the air between us was light and hopeful, a much-needed reprieve from the tension of the

him playfully. "So... seriously, twenty years of crushing on Sofia? I have to say,

said in that smooth,

blush, a soft croon escaping my lips as I turned away,

pulled up at the parking lot of the house. It was located inside a

what it is and a few seconds of racking my brain brought it to my cognizance. There was a light on, in one of the rooms which was strange. "Jared, I think someone

give me a confused look.

I said, pointing up to the room that had its light

the

mouth to argue when, to my shock, the front door swung open. There, standing in the doorway with a bright, smug

I froze,

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