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

A little conflict.

(ARIELLE'S POV)

I paused, trying to assimilate Ashley's words. Slowly, I locked my gaze with hers. "You're kidding, right?"

"Do I look like I am?" Ashley retorted, her voice firm and serious.

I took a breath, trying once again to make sense of her suggestion.

Divorce Jared? Somehow the very idea felt surreal, foreign. My mind raced as the thought took root-why would I ever divorce Jared? I had invested everything into this marriage, fought so hard to make it work...

I shook my head, trying to laugh it off. "I don't think you're serious Ash," I said, though my voice betrayed a slight tremor.

"Well, I am. You can't keep being the person Jared second guesses, Arielle. You're his wife, for crying out loud. He's a grown man and should choose who he wants. If he's still stuck up with Sofia, then he should be with her. If he wants you, he should be decisive about it, and one of the ways to do that is to put Sofia in her rightful place. And trust me, her place is not in your lives or in your matrimonial home!"

Her words stung, but I couldn't shake the truth in them.

"...I understand your concern, Ashley," I said quietly, struggling to find the words. "But... I don't know. I really don't. Would it be right to divorce Jared while I'm still pregnant? Marriages go through rough patches, even relationships do. Wouldn't it be better to try and fix things instead of making it worse?"

"You see, that's the point, Arielle-"

"What point?" I interrupted, confused on where the conversation was headed.

"You're so scared of having a broken marriage, hence your decision to endure and fix things even when you're being disrespected. Pregnant or not, a relative or third party, not to mention someone your husband had feelings for in the past, is not meant to live with you and your husband in your matrimonial home for so long. Accept it Arielle, you're scared of having a broken marriage like your mother, hence-"

"Enough!" I hissed, abruptly rising to my feet. "How dare you bring that up? You know how much I hate being reminded about it, and you dare bring it up?"

gets to see all the time, as I would rather tow the path of peace than lose my temper. But I'm not to blame, Ashley just hit a sore

realizing her mistake. "I shouldn't have said that. I just

came out

Ashley hesitated. "Arielle, I-"

"Please..."

to her feet. "I will

pressing down on me. "Arielle?" Ashley called, as she halted at the doorway that connected her sitting room to the

I looked up.

I would

the one thing you've been trying so hard to avoid And if I did, I want you to know it was not intentional. It was sincerely from

she left, I sighed and buried my face in my palms. I tried not to think about all that has happened, as that would mean another bout of

***********

into one of the dresses Ashley offered me. We were

called and

when he

turned my phone off. He

ordered her to pick the call to avoid raising his suspicion. I further warned her not to inform him I was at her place as I was not in the right

thought of him, I was always tortured with the image of him and Sofia kissing, their tongues latched into each

blinked.

stopped eating entirely." Ashley said,

my plate, and I discovered that I had unconsciously dropped my

I might not know

"It does.