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.

I drove, guilt gnawed at me with every mile. I shouldn't have left her alone in the first place. I should have listened to her, and brought her along. Now she was in danger, and it was all my

to swear at the sluggish driver ahead of me.

a swerve. I heard

the car's ignition,

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

pace, my heart still racing with fear. I approached the sitting room, my mind prepared for the worst. But what I

them. Food crumbs littered the couch and floor. And to my utter surprise, Sofia looked perfectly fine -no trace of illness or pain in her

spot, mouth agape, unable to process the sight before

here," Sofia called out, an innocent smile

I just kept staring at her intently, trying to wrap my head around the scene before me. Where was the pain? The distress? The emergency that required my urgent

me. What was going

on, Sofia?" I stuttered, finally

faltered for a

it was back on

just treating

and your wife decided to leave me alone, all by myself," she responded, gesturing to the mess around

treat? Was

me get something straight, didn't you call my mum to inform her that your

were on the phone and I said something about my stomach. You know

saw nothing. I was actually angry that drove the all the way here, and

QUMS

be worried sick by now. And without another word, I turned around and made for the door. "Wait, where are you headed?" Sofia

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

did it, but Sofia was up on her feet and in front of me in seconds. That act alone ruled out every thought in me

way, Sofia. I have to return