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

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(JARED'S POV)

I arrived home and hurried inside. As I entered the living room, I was met with the sight of Sofia sprawled on the couch, munching on junks with the TV blaring in the background. I was disappointed at the sight before me. "Sofia, what's going on here?" I asked, picking up the remote and turning off the TV.

She scowled at me. "What's your problem? Why'd you turn off the TV?"

"We need to talk," I said firmly.

She hissed and sat up on the couch, crossing her arms defensively. "About what? You left the house without telling me where you were going, and now you want to talk?"

I took a deep breath, trying to stay calm and not snap. "Sofia, no tantrums, please. I need to ask you about something."

She glared at me for a moment before rolling her eyes. "Fine, I'm listening."

"Yesterday, you saw Arielle when she returned home, right?"

"Why are you asking me this? I told you she walked in on us," Sofia said, the defensive tone back in her voice.

"Alright. Do you know why she was home earlier than usual?"

"I don't know. I didn't even talk to her because she ran out immediately."

"Alright. And I wanted to ask; did you spike my drink? Furthermore, did you call Arielle because you wanted her to see what she saw? Don't get me wrong, I know you don't really like her, and you probably did it to spite her-" "Jared!" Sofia yelled, an appalled look on her face. "Is that what you think of me?"

"Sofia, look-"

"Enough! I can't believe you see me in this light. Spike your drink? Why would I? It was merely alcohol, and you drank it all, remember? And speaking about dislike, If there's anyone who harbors such feelings, it's your wife. She doesn't like me, and my presence in this house, and she makes no effort to hide it."

"And now, you want to blame me for what happened?" By not, Sofia's voice was shaky. "I wish I had somewhere else to go, I wish I were never divorced, and I wish my dad was not sick, that way my parents will be in the country and I would be with them."

now, and I felt really awful. I shouldn't have said what I said. I needed answers, and in my quest, I said

feet, and moved away from me." Don't come close

done.

had I accused her of spiking my drink? And worse, suggested she'd deliberately hurt Arielle? I knew she and

she was more receptive. For now,

ring of my phone cut into my thoughts, startling me. I reached for it in my pocket, hoping

the screen and my heart sank. It

mom," I said, forcing a cheerful

your poor mother in days," she said, her voice

caught up with work. How're

How're you, and

twisted in a painful knot. How could I tell her that I had no idea where my wife

fine. She's

wanted to send her pictures of some family bride heirloom jewels. I thought she might want to choose one for herself, but she's been unreachable." "Oh, she's... um... probably busy at work, and

in case you are able to reach her

let her know. She'll

By the way, how's

Mom. She's asleep upstairs," I

pause on the other end. "How do

caught off guard. "I didn't have much to do at the office,

Take care, and

"Will do, Mom. Bye."

as the

leaned back on the chair,

slept off in that position, and was only roused by the ringing of my phone. A glance at the caller ID and it

"Hello?"

got some news, Sir," the

the phone tightened.

track the locations of the