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

just ignore the fact that my husband lied to me? That you

wasn't lying. I did spend the night at the office. Picking her

That's different! I don't even know who you are anymore." His eyes darkened. "Arielle, you know that's not true. I'm here. I'm committed

going to work. And when I come

it was closing time. I was in my office wrapping things up when a knock echoed on the door. ""Who is it?" I called

Ma," my junior chef replied. "A hot man is waiting outside for you with

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

charming as ever, bouquet in hand. For a moment, I was taken aback. Really? For god's sake, he's pulling the 'charming husband' card again? Trying to win me over with those looks?

I feel sorry too." Rebecca's eyes widened. I wouldn't blame her, Jared had only visited my

but tinged

are you

Arielle, I should have told you about Sofia a long time ago. I have no excuse, and I know I messed up. Can you

it up to you, how about a weekend getaway? Just the two

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

the dramas of the past days and

to

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 you," I whispered, feeling the tension between us finally

toward the car, opening the door for me with his usual grace. As we drove toward the penthouse,

on Sofia? I have to say, your taste

warning. "Careful," he said in

couldn't help but blush, a soft croon escaping my lips

of the house. It was located inside a reputable estate. But as we

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

a confused look.

to the room that had its light

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

when, to my shock, the front door swung open. There, standing

froze,

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