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."

I needed answers, and in my quest, I

come close

into the armchair, burying my face in my palms. I couldn't believe what I'd just done. Sofia's words echoed in my mind, and I felt

And worse, suggested she'd deliberately hurt Arielle? I knew she and Arielle didn't get along so well,

mental note to apologize to her later when she was more receptive. For now, I needed to

thoughts, startling me. I reached for it in my pocket,

the screen and my heart sank.

mom," I said,

you bad child. You haven't checked in on your poor mother in days," she said, her voice

I've been caught up with work. How're

you, and

a painful knot. How could I tell

fine. She's

was trying to reach her by her phone because I 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 might not be close

are able to reach her

I'll let her know. She'll

the

fine, Mom. She's asleep

other end. "How do you

I stammered, caught off guard. "I didn't have much to do at the office, so I decided to work from home. I'll be

dear. Take care, and give Arielle my

"Will do, Mom. Bye."

out a sigh of relief as soon as the call

leaned back on the chair,

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

"Hello?"

some news, Sir," the

grip on the phone

managed to track the locations of the two phones. They're both at Health wise