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

Didn't realize he had two wives.

(JARED'S POV)

I gasped in horror as I quickly swerved the car to the side, narrowly avoiding a head_on collision. My car missed the streetlight pole by mere inches. Heart racing, I brought the car to a halt. The other driver's cusses rented the air as he drove past. "That was a close one," I mumbled, grasping the steering wheel tightly.

My heart pounded rapidly, and my hands shook uncontrollably. Just the thought of being involved in an accident made my heart pound.

After a few minutes, I finally got a grip on myself. I turned the car on and continued driving home. Upon arrival, I found Sofia in the sitting room, her legs crossed, typing away on her phone.

She looked stunning; her hair styled, makeup perfectly applied, and wearing a beautiful knee length beige dress. As I approached, I felt that familiar tug of fondness for her, in my heart. "Hi," I said.

"Hi," she replied, flashing a bright smile.

"Are you going somewhere?"

She rose from her seat and walked towards me. "The question should be; are we going somewhere?"

My face creased in confusion. "What do you mean?"

"With everything's that happened, I think you need a break," she said, tugging at my tie. "I booked us a spot at a nice restaurant, and we're going there for dinner."

"Sofia..." I trailed off, hesitant.

"No complaints," she warned, gently placing a finger on my lips. The act sent jitters through my system. "You'll go upstairs, have a nice bath, get shaved-your face is a mess with that stubble on it. Afterwards, get dressed in a tux and we'll head out."

I knew Sofia wouldn't take no for an answer, not with her plans in motion. "Fine," I mumbled. Maybe she was right; I do need a some fresh air to think all that's been happening, through.

"Good," she said, patting my arm. "Now go on."

I cleared my thoughts a bit. After shaving, I dressed in a comfortable white shirt and

watch-almost 6 pm. Early dinner didn't seem

saw me. "Look how handsome you are!" she

you," I

wonder Arielle wants you all to herself," she added, her voice

and I locked gaze with her.

evening is about you and me alone anyway, so I agree, there's no point

silent, and we walked outside together. As I reached for the Bentley's door handle, Sofia stopped me.

that one instead," she said, pointing to the orange Ferrari

an eyebrow. "You

a mischievous glow in her eye. "Why not? It's been accumulating dust. It's time to take her

taking out the key fob that contained the key of every car parked in the garage. Few minutes later,

Arielle works in," she

one? If I remember clearly, you bad-mouthed their food the last time you were there." "That's because it was prepared by Arielle. She's not there, so I'm sure the meal will be handled by another chef who knows her job." "Are you trying to insinuate that Arielle is bad at

gave no response, but leaned over and tapped on the phone's radio. Soon, the car was

didn't pres further. Merely focused on

we did, Sofia

me radiant smile. I looked around and saw

spot she booked, and it was at the center

suddenly beckoned on a waitress, raising her voice. "Hey, you, come over here. My husband and I

this point,

to Arielle in embarrassment, lowering my voice "That was not necessary, Sofia. There's a button on the table to alert waiters, and if

me uncivilized?"

whispered. The last thing I wanted was Sofia throwing tantrums in public.

waitress soon arrived, and with the way her eyes dimmed, it seemed she

girl. You were the one who served me the poison your incompetent chef made,

try to defend her but save it. I want to see the