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

Caught.

(Jared's POV)

"Jared, where the hell are you? Sofia just called me. She's in pain, her stomach is hurting..."

I froze at my mother's words, as shivers ran down my spine. I didn't realize when an exclamation left my mouth. "What?"

"You have to leave wherever you are, and whatever you're doing and go home! Nothing must happen to-"

That was all I heard as I dropped the call. I was immediately thrown into a state of panic, as I scrambled to gather my clothes on the floor.

"What's wrong?" Arielle's voice sounded behind me. I hadn't realized when she left the bed. My mind was filled and racing with worst-case scenarios.

"You're making me scared. What happened? Who was on the phone?" Arielle's voice broke into my thoughts again. This time, she was now standing in front of me, her face filled with worry.

I tried to speak, but my words were jumbled. "Sofia...my mother called...she's in pain. Her stomach hurts."

Arielle's eyes widened in alarm. "What's happening to her?"

I shook my head, my heart racing."I have no idea. I have to go and find out. I have to go back home."

"That's right. In that case, I'll come with you-"

I shook my head, hands shaking as I finished dressing. "No, stay here. I'll handle it..."

And without waiting for a response, I grabbed my car key and rushed out of the room. I ignored the elevator, and opted for the stairs, taking it two at a time.

My heart thudded in my chest as I got to my car and sped into the highway. I navigated the road, not caring about traffic or police. All I wanted was to get to Sofia as soon as possible, no matter what it took.

mile. I shouldn't have left her alone in the first place. I should have listened to her, and brought her

some point, Traffic became tight at a major junction and I was tempted to swear at the sluggish driver ahead of me. My hands on the steering wheel tightened, as

cleared, and I overtook the driver ahead of me, missing his car bonnet by a swerve. I heard him cuss at me, but I ignored as he was the least

or turning off the car's ignition, I hopped out and dashed into the house

and screaming "Sofia!" at the top of my lungs. As I neared the sitting room, I heard her voice call out,

hastened my pace, my heart still racing with fear. I approached

the couch, legs spread apart, a bowl of popcorn settled between them. Food crumbs littered the couch and floor. And to my utter surprise, Sofia looked perfectly fine -no trace of illness or pain in

spot, mouth agape, unable to process the sight

You're here," Sofia called out,

couldn't respond. I just kept staring at her intently, trying to wrap my head around the scene before

dimmed, confusion, and anger beginning to grow inside of me. What was going on? Didn't mother say she was in

I

faltered for

was back on again.

just treating

you and your wife decided to leave me alone, all

A snack treat?

straight, didn't you call my mum

Sofia said, and then burst into laughter. "I think she misunderstood me. We were on the phone and I said something about my stomach. You know how much your mother loves me, she must have mistaken it for stomach ache and

sense, I saw nothing. I was actually angry that drove the all the way here, and almost developed a hypertension just to find out that nothing

QUMS

hotel, I decided. Arielle must be worried sick by now. And without another word, I turned around and made for the

where I came from. Nothing seems to be wrong with you, so I'm returning to my wife," I retorted, without

it, but Sofia was up on her feet and in front of me in seconds. That act alone ruled out every thought in me that she was hurt. "Hold

Sofia. I have to return to