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

The visitor.

(ARIELLE'S POV)

have noticed it was missing.

I paused, my hand instinctively reaching for my ring finger. It felt bare and empty without the familiar weight of my wedding ring. My eyes widened, why did it take me this long to realize it's not on my finger? If Ashley had not called my attention to it, I probably would not "I didn't take it off," I responded, while racking my brain on where it could be.

Ashley's eyes lingered on my hand and them up to my face. "Did you misplace it?"

"I guess. I probably lost it during the accident, or while I was rushed here. Or even in the emergency room, because I remember I was wearing it before the accident."

"So what are you gonna do?"

"Nothing. Maybe it's a sign that I should actually go ahead with the divorce. After I'm divorced, I won't be needing it anymore so it's a good thing I lost it already."

Arielle nodded, and we resumed eating. For a while, my mind trailed to the ring and how it was got. Jared had gone to get our wedding rings without me. When he returned, mine didn't fit properly. It was bigger.

I was not impressed with the fact that he didn't think it was okay to take me along, get my finger measurement and let me make my choice design. But I didn't voice it out, I accepted it. Besides, even if I insisted on another ring, it would have been too late to get it because the rings were customized and our wedding the next day.

I sighed now as I realized that the signs were always there, I just chose to ignore them. But overall, I'm glad I'm finally walking away. For good.

As we finished our meal, Ashley got on her phone, while I got on mine too. It's been a moment, I thought with nostalgia, clicking on my F******k app. Finally, it was time to catch up with the buzz and news the app came with.

changed, and she

she asked,

we still found our way back to

shaking as

I shouldn't have shown it to

was barely out of his life, and my husband was already getting all cozy with his highschool sweetheart. "No, it's not.

but my voice trembled. "It's

shameless to

bottle the emotions. You loved this man for years, and it's very much okay to feel hurt

but nodded. We spent the rest of the day playing card games and watching movies. Ashley did her best to distract me from the

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had returned to work, after she risked getting fired. So she visits after work, and

you had a perfect marriage, but I just

the coming days, I focused on my therapy session, determined to get

wasn't granted access, stopped visiting. I didn't give it much thought; wasn't expecting him to keep running after him when

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and promised to visit me if was still admitted when she returned to the country. She talked about some heirloom jewelries, but I

Jared didn't have the balls to tell her, then I didn't think

basket of fruit in hand. I sighed, despite my protests she wouldn't stop getting me stuffs whenever she visited.

I responded cheerfully. It was always a pleasure

the basket on the table,