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

scanning the room briefly before settling back on

hips, my tone sarcastic.

discharged and refusing to return home, and worse of all, sending your lawyer to

have nothing

say to me, Arielle," he took a step closer, his voice rising. "And can you quit this obnoxious attitude of yours? You're acting so strange

hit by a car because of them, calling and sending a text to him

leaving behind a cold, hard anger. "Show me that one woman,

anger to confusion, but I was not buying it. "What text, Arielle?

I spat. "You're trying to evade

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

a stung by his words, but I regained

reason?" He

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

There's 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,

interrupt, but

would have stopped you from working or even engaging in anything that would endanger our child's

your own

the

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

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

twisted in my chest, like it was being gutted with a knife. Only that it was not a knife, but Jared's words. How could he possibly shift the

who destroyed our marriage, our family, and our child! You, who