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 day

fact that my husband lied to me? That you left me to comfort

wasn't lying. I did spend the night at the

tone icy. "I don't care about your stupid old crush Jared. But hiding things from me? That's different! I don't even know who you are anymore." His eyes darkened. "Arielle, you know

throat. "I'm going to work. And when I come

was in my office wrapping things up when a knock echoed

junior chef replied. "A hot man is waiting outside for you with a massive bouquet," she announced,

confused. Did I have an appointment? I quickly grabbed my bag. "I'm coming

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? Guilty

regained my composure 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. I wouldn't blame her, Jared had only

stepped forward, his smile warm but

"What are you doing

about Sofia a long time ago. I have no

make it up to you, how about a weekend getaway? Just the two of us. At

instantly. That place

the past days and who knows, it could be the perfect place to

does know how to please

me," he murmured, his lips brushing against mine. "And for accepting the offer." He handed me the bouquet, his

opening the door for me with his usual grace. As we drove toward the penthouse, the air between us was light

years of crushing on Sofia? I have to say, your taste has definitely improved in marrying

shot me a sideways glance, his expression amused but warning. "Careful," he said in that smooth, low tone, "or you'll be in for some

croon escaping my lips as I turned away, my

house. It was located inside a reputable estate. But as we alighted, something didn't

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

to give me a confused look. "What

the room that had its

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

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

froze, exchanging

are you doing here?" I snarled