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

Accommodating her.

(ARIELLE'S

POV)

I shot Jared a confused look, expecting some sort of explanation, but he just brushed me off.

What the hell? Don't tell me Jared agreed to accommodate Sofia in our home without informing and discussing it with me?

"Agreement?" I repeated, this time, my voice was firmer and demanding. "Tell me, what agreement, Jared."

"Watch your tone, wifey." Jared narrowed his eyes at me before glancing over at Sofia. "We talked about it earlier."

"Talked about what?" My patience was wearing thin. "You can't just invite someone to live here without discussing it with me first. I'm your wife!"

Sofia stood up, her hand still on her stomach. To garner sympathy, I guess. "Jared, tell her," she said, holding his hand. "We agreed that I could stay here until I get back on my feet, and get a place of my own." "Back on your feet?" I exclaimed, incredulous. "You're pregnant Sofia, and not handicapped. You need to be thinking about the future, and not freeloading off us!"

Her face flushed with anger, but Jared jumped in before she could fire back. "Arielle, just listen for a second. Sofia isn't some random person-"

""Well, she is to me!"

"Arielle, stop acting like a child and hear me out!" Jared snapped.

Oh, wow! So, voicing my displeasure now makes me childish?

"Sofia is going through a tough time," Jared continued. "She needs our support."

"Support?" I scoffed. "Our support, you say? How about you rephrase it to, 'your support?' You're not even supporting me, your own wife! How can you just bring someone else into our home without considering my feelings?" Jared sighed, rubbing his temples. "We need to talk about this later. It's been a long day."

"Talk about it later?" I repeated, my voice rising. "You'd better be ready to talk about it now because I'm not letting this slide!"

I stormed out of the living room,

called after me, but I ignored him and kept climbing the stairs,

to our bedroom and leaned against it, my chest heaving with frustration. Jared followed right in, wearing that placating

a

face him, unable to rein my

again at my question. "What do you mean? I'm

to dote on me, and prioritize my wellbeing. You never took a decision without my knowledge, but everything changed the moment Sofia

rising slightly. "You've changed too since she got here. The

is under threat! Sofia is a nuisance who needs to go. She pushed me down the stairs-do you think that's just something I imagined? That's why I ended up in the hospital! And now

he murmured as he wrapped his arms around me in a warm hug. "It's okay now. I'm sorry-I didn't realize how much pressure

don't believe me do you?" I cried out. "She wanted to hurt

closer. "Listen, let's figure this out together. Starting tomorrow, I'll install cameras around the house

doesn't take forever right? How long does she plan on crashing here?" "Until she

gasped in shock,

heard right. "Are you kidding me? From my deduction, Sofia is somewhere between five and six months pregnant. Are you insinuating she's going to live with us for approximately seven months?" My voice came

guess shock has a way of triggering

that, but she's

understand all of

plan was that

at the penthouse until she got a place of her own, an idea I wasn't comfortable with. But since your mother suggested it, I had to give in. What

alone right now. What if something happens in the middle of the night? She needs people

have a family? I understand she's divorced, but what about her family?

next choice of words.

why is she

has a heart disease, prompting her parents to retire to a beach in India, where her mother is tending to him with the help of some Indian physicians. She is the only child and

time since I had known Sofia, I felt another emotion that was not anger

anger in me dissipated, as I wondered what she might be going through. An ailing father, a divorce, being pregnant and alone