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."

my thoughts a bit. After shaving, I

way downstairs, I checked my watch-almost 6 pm. Early dinner didn't seem like

when she saw me. "Look how handsome

you," I replied, feeling

Arielle wants you all to herself," she added, her voice taking on a condescending

with her. "Can we please not

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

outside together. As I reached for the Bentley's door handle,

said, pointing to the orange Ferrari sports car parked in

"You want

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

of every car parked in the garage. Few minutes later, we hit the road. "Where are we going?" I turned to Sofia, realizing she had not given me the

restaurant Arielle works

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

radio. Soon, the car was filled with the tune of Justin

was over, and I didn't pres further. Merely focused

we did,

her a questioning.look, and she flashed me radiant smile. I looked around and saw people staring at us in admiration, I decided to play along. I

the stares of people Sofia led me to the spot she booked, and it was at the center of the restaurant where we had

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

this point, literally everyone

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

you calling me uncivilized?" She

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

arrived, and with the way her

were the one who served me the poison your incompetent chef made, the last time I

I know you're gonna try to defend her but save it. I want to