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."

water on my skin, I cleared my thoughts a bit. After

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

"Look how

I replied,

added, her voice taking on a condescending tone. "Such a selfish

locked gaze with her. "Can we please not talk

wish. The evening is about you

As I reached for the Bentley's door handle, Sofia stopped me. "Not that

to the orange Ferrari sports car parked in

raised an eyebrow. "You

not? It's been accumulating dust. It's time to take her out for

later, we hit

Arielle works in,"

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

but leaned over and tapped on the phone's radio. Soon, the car was filled with the tune of Justin Timberlake's

as a gesture that the conversation was over, and I didn't pres further. Merely focused on the road. I soon pulled up at the restaurant,

we

turned to give 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 wouldn't want to hurt

to the spot she booked, and it was at the center of the restaurant where we

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

point, literally everyone

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

uncivilized?" She asked, appearing

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

the way her eyes

one who served me the poison your incompetent chef made, the last time I was here." Sofia said.

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