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

A trophy wife; not the one for him.

(ARIELLE'S POV)

I hurried outside, running across the pavement as I rushed to catch up with Jared and Sofia. They were already seated in the cat, Jared's eyes fixed on the road ahead as he started the engine. I opened the door and slid into the backseat, trying to catch my breath. The car was silent and thick with tension as Jared pulled out of the parking lot. Sofia stared out the window, her expression unreadable.

Jared on the other hand had an angry look, his grip on the steering wheel a tight. He drove so roughly that I feared for our lives.

"Jared, can you slow down a bit? You're gonna get us killed at this pace," I yelled, when he almost bumped into a truck.

"Don't tell me what to do," he hissed, his jaw clenching.

I was taken aback by his words and the rudeness they conveyed, but I was not going to back down if I wanted to get home in one piece.

"If you don't care about your life or mine, then you should care about Sofia's. She's pregnant, remember?" That seemed to do the trick as his grip on the wheel loosened and he slowed down.

The remaining ride home was in silent as everyone seemed lost in their thoughts. For me, I couldn't wait to get home and confront Jared about tonight. I needed answers, and I hope I get them.

home, and stepped into the foyer, I turned to Jared. "What was that display at the bar? Denzel was right, wasn't he? You didn't fight because you were looking out for me, but

happened between you and Denzel? What did he mean by you've not

gave no response, but Sofia did. She turned to face me, her eyes flashing with anger and animosity. "Arielle, stop. This

A husband you know nothing about. Humor me," she

"Talk to me, Jared. I

silence deafening. At this point, I knew I had to push harder

then maybe i'll just

do the trick because Jared halted and swirled around to look at me, his gaze locking onto mine with a fierce

"Stay away from

someone you want to

was Denzel?

cower. "Then you have to give me answers. You

forward, her eyes blazing hot. "Are you daft? Jeez, how did you

blinked, taken aback by her outburst. "What