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.

stunned by his audacity. I shut the door and faced

scanning the room briefly before settling back on me. "We

placed my hands on my hips, my tone sarcastic. "Oh,

eyes flashing red. "About everything! About why you denied me access to see you in the hospital, getting discharged and refusing to return home, and worse of all, sending your lawyer to me with divorce

didn't change. "I have

step closer, his voice rising.

his best friend, getting hit by a car because of them, calling and sending a text to him asking for help while almost bleeding to death on the street, but got an "I don't care. Sort yourself" response. Loses her baby as

"Show me that

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

spat. "You're trying to evade

acting like you're without fault. You're not a saint after all. You hid the information about the conception of my child from me. Who does that to their

felt a stung by his words, but I regained my footing quickly. "I did it

reason?" He sneered.

me? And please, save me the "you wanted

no such thing as a perfect time. You had 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 room and on the

interrupt,

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

your own

the rest

tables on me? Goodness, being reminded of the death of my child in such a manner and being blamed for it hurt much more than any form of pain. "Jared, you're unbelievable!"

Arielle. You're not innocent in

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

marriage, our family, and our child! You, who didn't even care