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

Chapter 16

A not–so perfect marriage.

(ARIELLE'S POV)

I felt Jared's body tense beside me, his arms freezing in place. I knew I had said something I couldn't take back. The question was, how would he respond?

"Oh, I think I might have used your shampoo accidentally," Jared spoke up after a while, trying to sound nonchalant.

I felt a raw searing pain in my chest. I was always painful whenever Jared lied to me, and it hurt even more because I knew he was lying to me.

The fragrance of the shampoo was vanilla, and I didn't use vanilla shampoo. I used lavender. That fragrance was from no other person but Sofia. He probably got it when she leaned her head on his shoulder.

"Is anything the matter, Arielle?" Jared asked. His voice was soft.

What could I say? What was left for us to say? I could almost hear his voice in my mind if I dared to ask him. The soft pleading, the reasoned excuse anything but the truth. I was so tired of his "good friend" routine. Tired of the endless dance we did around everything, pretending there wasn't a gulf between us that non amount of words could fill.

Was this what it was like for adults in marriages after years of silence? Just helpless understanding? It felt disgusting.

"No. Goodnight," I replied in a dismissive tone, not wanting to talk to him anymore.

Jared leaned over and pecked me on the cheek. "Goodnight."

*************

The next morning, I was awakened by the sound of a movement. It was from Jared, he had just stepped out of the bathroom. He smiled at me. "Good morning."

"Morning," I responded, then I furrowed my brows. "Where are you going, this early?"

Jared laughed. "Early? It's past seven love. I guess you don't intend to go to work because if you do, you should get off the bed, or you'll be late."

"Shit! I totally forgot," I exclaimed and shot out of bed. I had forgotten I was supposed to return to work today. The restaurant management had given me a sick leave after Jared informed them of my hospitalization, and my leave was ending today.

dressing with the time I

bun, slipped my legs into my flats, and grabbed my handbag. A quick spray of my perfume, and I was done. There was no need

asked, picking up his

you," I responded, and we walked out the

Sofia appeared with a smile

morning, Jared." she chimed, but I knew she was merely greeting

I mumbled my

appearance. There was a hint of admiration in her eyes, and

I'm running late," Jared said,

made breakfast for you, and I was hoping you'd eat

for Jared? Was I non-existent? Why

reiterated. "Besides, I have to drop Arielle at the restaurant,

late? Why do you have to drop her first before you

responsibility to drive her

anger flashing

е

selfish. Letting you drive her to work even when you're running late, and also coming to pick her up after

lost my cool at this point, and snapped. "Oh, shut up, Sofia! You're

tenderness it carried whenever he spoke to her. And was it just me? I think Jared was avoiding eye contact with her.

arm. "We're late, we

"Have a nice day, Sofia. I'll call

a fleeting

stifled a laugh and

walking alongside Jared

me and

he asked, starting the

and he drove out of the compound, soon speeding

help but stare at Jared as he drove, his eyes fixed on the road ahead. He was becoming increasingly unpredictable, and

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