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.

audacity. I shut the door and

scanning the room briefly before settling back on me.

placed my hands on my hips, my tone sarcastic. "Oh, really? About

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 papers. Do you know how humiliating all

have nothing to say to

step closer, his voice rising. "And can you quit this obnoxious attitude of yours? You're acting so strange and

Jared, who remains the same after catching her husband in 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

a cold, hard anger. "Show me that

changed from anger to confusion, but I was not buying it.

course not," I spat. "You're trying to

a saint after all. You hid the information about the conception of my child from

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

He sneered.

And please, save me the "you wanted the perfect

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

interrupt, but he kept

I are. If I was aware you were pregnant, I sure as hell would have stopped you from working or even engaging in

own negligence.

like the rest of

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!" I

You're not innocent in all of this. You're guilty just as I

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

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 when I was dying on the street! Get out!" "Arielle, tune it down," he pleaded, trying to hold me but