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

He failed her.

(JARED'S POV)

I slowly opened my eyes, and found myself lying on my back. As I looked around, I realized I was lying on the bed, in the bedroom. But something felt off. I tried to sit up, but a sharp headache hit me, and I winced. Still, I defied the pain and sat up, rubbing my temples. Where was Arielle? And what time was it? A glance at the wall clock and I gasped, 9 am. Why was I still at home and not at work? Why didn't Arielle wake me up for work?

Additionally, I felt weird. My mouth tasted bitter, and I felt tired despite just waking up. I tried to think, but my head ached more with each passing moment.

What the hell happened?

Just then, the door swung open, and Sofia walked in, carrying a tray. She flashed me a bright smile. "Good morning, sleepy head."

I forced a smile, still confused." Good morning. What's going on?" I asked. "Why are you bringing me food in my room? Where's Arielle?"

Sofia's smile faltered. "Don't you remember?"

"Remember what?" I asked, my frustration growing.

"Don't you remember Yesterday?"

I shook my head, confused the more. "I don't remember a thing. What happened?"

"We were -" she started to say, but I suddenly felt a sharp jab in my head, and I grabbed it in pain. Groaning, I felt the memories hit me.

I remembered returning home from work to get an Important file I forgot. And while searching for it, Sofia came into the bedroom and began talking about divorcing Arielle. I tried to brush her off as I was more concerned about the file, but she offered me a drink. I was feeling quite thirsty having driven home in a haste, and so I accepted the drink.

Everything after that was hazy until...

remember feeling dizzy after taking the drink and when I voiced it,

and, shit! She kissed

bulged in horror

me we

wait for her response but scrambled out of bed. That was when I realized I was in my pajamas. "Did you

"Yes, I did."

"Shit! Why?"

I only stripped you to your briefs before putting the pajamas on. It

You're not my

the deed has been done and there's nothing we can

um, you know..." I scratched my head, the words too heavy

didn't. You were so weak that

sex. Speaking of explanation, how do I explain to her when I don't know where she is? "Where's Arielle?" I

the table and approached me, her voice calm. "Forget about her. She's

glared at her. "What do you

making out, and she ran off. She hasn't returned

How? Didn't you say we didn't have sex? Oh God, tell me you're messing

feeling sick at this point. Jared,

try to

know, I was under the influence of alcohol

what I was doing. Hell, I

I

I didn't even