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

Heaven has no fury like a woman scorned in the heart..."

(ARIELLE'S POV)

"Is everything alright?" Ashley asked, noticing my sudden stillness.

I turned to face her. "It's Jared."

Her eyes widened. "What is he doing here?"

I shook my head. "I don't know."

Ashley stood up, concern on her face. "Do you want to let him in?"

I took a deep breath and nodded.

"Alright. Do you want me to stay?"

"No, I'll handle this."

She nodded, carried her meal and walked to her room. After she left, I exhaled sharply, before pulling the door open.

I almost fumbled when I met Jared's intense gaze, but I quickly got a grip on myself. I put on a blank face, completely erasing all emotions from my face. "Hi," I said, my voice icy.

Jared's unnerving gaze didn't waver, and he didn't acknowledge my greetings either. Instead, he walked past me into the house, his movements sharp and angry.

I shut

his eyes scanning the room briefly before settling

hips, my tone sarcastic. "Oh, really? About

access to see you in the hospital, getting discharged and refusing to return home, and worse

stance didn't change. "I have nothing to say

his voice rising. "And can you quit this obnoxious

a car because of them, calling and

down, leaving behind a cold, hard anger. "Show me that one woman, and I swear,

changed from anger to confusion, but I was not buying it. "What text, Arielle? You're

I spat. "You're trying to evade

information about the conception of my child from me. Who does that to their

by his words, but I regained my footing quickly. "I did it for

He sneered.

save me the "you wanted

the opportunity to tell me about the pregnancy over dinner, the times I drove you to, and back from work. We fucking slept in the same

tried to interrupt, but

guilty as much as Sofia and I are. If I was aware you were pregnant, I sure as hell would have stopped you from working or even engaging in anything that would endanger our child's life. So yes, Arielle Smith, you

your own

the rest of

my child in such a manner and being blamed for it hurt much more than any form of pain. "Jared, you're unbelievable!" I screamed, tears glistening

stoic. "I'm just stating the truth, Arielle. You're not

but Jared's words. How could he possibly shift the blame to me? I felt a blinding fury surge through me, and before I knew it, I was

no right to be here, no right to speak to me like that! You, who destroyed our marriage, our family, and our child! You, who didn't