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

She was pregnant.

(JARED'S POV)

I arrived at the hospital, and hurried into the reception area. A lady was behind the counter and I quickly stated my mission there.

"Hold on, i'll check through the records," the lady said pulling out a large book from a drawer.

I nodded and rapped my fingers impatiently on the marble surface of the counter while she went through the book.

"Yes, an Arielle Smith was brought in yesterday. Accident case and she's in room 95 on wing C, second floor of the hospital..."

That was all I needed to hear as I briefly thanked the lady before hurrying off. I got into the elevator and punched in two and it rode up. I alighted when it got to the floor and beckoned a nurse for direction. She was responsive, and armed with the information, I made my way to the room.

I soon arrived, and stopped in front of the door with number 95 on it. I clasped my hands together, unsure of what to expect. But I pushed the door anyway, and stepped into the room.

Seated on the bed conversing with Ashley, was Arielle. Inadvertently, I let out a sigh of relief, grateful that both women were fine. It was just 24hrs, but it felt like I had not seen my wife in months.

My gaze fleeting swept over her appearance and my chest tightened. She was in a blue pale hospital gown that accentuated her pale look. There were bright purple bruises on her arms and scratches on her cheeks, and her hair was tousled. Over all, she looked sick. "Arielle?" I called, cautiously approaching her. The look on her face when I first walked in was of surprise, but now, it was unreadable. Stoic. Cold.

"My goodness, I'm glad you're fine. I was so worried," I rambled, rushing to hold her, but her reaction was unexpected. It threw me off balance.

"What do you want?" she snapped, swiftly throwing my hands off her.

do something wrong? Then I recalled how she saw I and Sofia. Of course, she had every right to be angry which is

the way just to tell me lies and justify your cheating ass. And oh, I know what I saw. You, Jared, left work for home just to fool around with the one person you call "just a friend!" Have you

not doing what you thought I was doing with Sofia. It's just a misconception that I need

you have to say because all you've done is tell me lies. To think I returned home early just to make your favorite, and was welcomed by the sight of you making out with another woman on our matrimonial bed. I

heart sank

had returned home

That finally explained why

more to think it was all my fault. She was in this condition because of me. I shouldn't have accepted the alcohol from Sofia, that way I wouldn't have been dizzy and drunk, and Arielle wouldn't

but she

called me endearing names, it was always

"I don't think

I know our marriage wasn't exactly about love, and I didn't push for it, even though I wanted it. I was okay with your

she was

batted an eyelash

glaring that you

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a friend, mantra. I wanted to live in denial, clinging to the false hope that I just had to put in more efforts to make our marriage work. But she frustrated all my efforts,

"Arielle-"

be with her, and maybe, just maybe I wouldn't have lost it. I