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.

by his audacity. I shut the door and faced him. "What the

scanning the room briefly before settling

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

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

stance didn't change. "I have nothing

lot to say to me, Arielle," he took a step closer, his voice rising.

calling and sending a text to him asking for help

cold, hard anger. "Show me that one woman, and I swear, I'll

to confusion, but I was not buying it. "What

course not," I spat.

You're not a saint after all. You hid the information about the conception of my child from me. Who does that to their husband

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

He sneered.

me? And please, save me the "you wanted the perfect time

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 same

interrupt, but he

stopped you from

own negligence. You're

the rest

reminded of the death of my child in such a manner and being blamed for it hurt much more than any form

remained stoic. "I'm just stating the truth, Arielle. You're not innocent in all of this.

but Jared's words. How could he

family, and our child! You, who didn't even care when I was dying on the street! Get out!" "Arielle,