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

The quest for answers.

(JARED'S POV)

I pressed the doorbell button on the wall beside the door, and waited for a response, but a few minutes later, none came forth. I tried again, but got same unresponsiveness. Confirming my suspicion, I grasped the door handle, and sure enough, it was locked. I mentally smacked myself. "Of course," I muttered. What did I expect at 10 am on a working day? Ashley, like most working professionals would be at her job.

A sudden realization dawned on me. If Ashley was at work, and Arielle had sought refuge with her yesterday, perhaps Arielle was at her workplace too.

That decided, I swiftly retraced my steps to the car. I was going to look for Arielle at the restaurant. As I drove, my mind wandered. I hope Arielle would be willing to listen, knowing how stubborn she can be when upset. Speaking of apologies, I shouldn't apologize to her empty-handed. I decided to get her favorite flowers, lavender.

I spotted a supermarket a few meters ahead and pulled over. Inside, I picked out a bouquet of fresh lavender flowers and continued my journey.

As I arrived the restaurant, I stepped out of the car and approached the entrance. Just midway, a familiar face approached me-Arielle's junior chef, Rebecca.

"Hi, sir," she greeted with a smile. "How's it going? I was just wondering, is your wife okay? She's not at work today, and her phone's not going through."

My expression froze, and I momentarily went blank. "What do you mean?" I asked, trying to digest her words. Was this some joke? "Isn't Arielle in her office?"

Rebecca shook her head. "No, she hasn't come to work since she Left early, yesterday. I've been trying to reach her, but...." her voice trailed off when she saw the look on my face.

I felt a tide of dizziness wash over me, and my grip on the bouquet slackened. Panic grew, making my voice almost shaky. "D... Did she tell you where she was headed before she left yesterday?"

she needed to attend to something."

mustered a reassuring smile, not wanting to raise unnecessary alarm. "Yeah, everything's fine. Thanks for letting me know." I handed her the bouquet, taking

and turned

at lunch break. It was a few hours later that your wife left," Rebecca announced. "Thanks, Rebecca,"

I tossed the bouquet onto the passenger seat, my head filled with thoughts

wasn't

her phone going through? And most importantly, why was she home earlier than usual

revelation. If Ashley visited Arielle yesterday,

started the car's engine, I had to find Ashley. She was the only one who most likely had answers to my questions, and until I spoke to her,

place of work, a multinational corporation where

the receptionist recognized me and flashed me smile. "Good morning, Mr. Smith. How can I assist

see Ashley," I replied, my tone polite but

A brief pause later, she said, "Her

and greeted me. "Mr. Smith,

her desk, I inquired, "Is Ashley

shook her head. "I'm afraid not, Sir. She left work in a hurry yesterday, earlier than usual. And this morning, she

legs wobbled and almost

up my spine, giving me goosebumps. Both women had left their workplaces earlier than usual, for what reason exactly? And today,

say anything about why she was leaving early?" I pressed, trying to keep