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

Chapter 11

Feels like he's married to two women.

(Arielle's POV)

*****Three days after*****

"Good morning, Arielle," Doctor Wade smiled warmly as she entered the room. "I'm pleased to inform you that you're okay now and fit to be discharged. Your husband just needs to sign the discharge slip, and you're free to go home." My face instantly lit up with a smile. "Thank you, Doctor Wade."

She nodded and turned to leave the room. "Take care, Arielle. Have a smooth recovery at home."

Ashley, who was sitting beside me on the bed, smiled and held my hands. "You're finally returning home, Arielle. I'm so happy for you."

I returned the smile. "I'm happy too, Ashley."

Just then, Jared entered the room carrying a small paper bag. "Good morning Love. Got breakfast for you."

"Thank you." I replied plainly.

The past three days have been really awkward. We were more or less like strangers. I barely saw him, save for his routine check-in that never exceeded a few minutes. It was always like he was rushing to leave me and go be with Sofia. When I complained, he cited that I had Ashley, but Sofia had no one but him. I stopped complaining, as I would rather not appear as an insensitive and nagging wife.

"I'll go sign the discharge slip so we can head home. You should eat up," Jared announced, setting the paper bag on the bedside table.

I nodded again, but then stopped him at the door. "What about Sofia?"

I saw his shoulders tense just a bit, and he glanced back. "She's being discharged today, too."

I nodded once more. I have been doing that a lot lately, as I found talking very exhausting.

Jared exited the room afterward, leaving me with Ashley as usual.

squeezed my hand softly. "Everything will be fine, Arielle.

"I just want her gone. It feels like my husband

so you'll be ready by the time Jared

the disposable plate containing pasta from the paper bag. As soon as the aroma of the pasta hit my nostrils,

emptied my stomach's content in the sink.

said to Ashley, motioning

kicking in already,"

I don't turn into a sick cat," I groaned. "I can't afford to stop working. I might lose

to

"Why not?"

can't have you stressing

I see. You already decided

sure Jared is gonna

immediately fell at those words, and I

I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have said that. I-" Ashley said, but I

when we get home, and have a lone time to ourselves without Sofia hanging around." I said the last words

didn't

your favorite," he

cut him short. I was in no

a hint of suspicion, but

me, and helped me up from the bed, while Ashley gathered my things

hospital's building, the early noon sun hit

his sleek black Bentley Continental GT, parked in the hospital's VIP parking lot. I opened the front passenger door, wanting to slide in, but

For a moment, I took in her appearance. She looked radiant with her hair tied in a neat ponytail. I tried not to compare her flawless skin to my own, still bearing fading bruises. She looked up, startled, and our

the same for you," I retorted, turning away and

quiet until now, cleared her throat. "I'll follow you guys in

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