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.

was taken aback, stunned by his audacity. I shut the door and faced him. "What the

eyes scanning the room briefly before settling back on me.

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

in the hospital, getting discharged and refusing to return home, and worse of all, sending your lawyer to me with divorce papers. Do you know how

have nothing

to me, Arielle," he took a step closer, his voice rising. "And can you quit this obnoxious attitude of

bed with 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 a result, and risked never being able to walk again? Tell

hard anger. "Show me that one woman,

changed from anger to confusion, but I was not buying

course not," I spat. "You're

acting like you're without fault. You're not a saint after all. You hid the information about the conception

I regained my footing quickly. "I did it

He

please, save me the

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

tried to 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

own

like the rest of

in such a manner and being blamed for it hurt much

not

it was not a knife, but Jared's words. How could he possibly shift the blame to me? I felt a blinding fury surge through me, and

right now, Jared! You have 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 even care