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.

his audacity. I shut the door and

room briefly before settling back on me.

my hands on my hips, my tone sarcastic.

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

change. "I have

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

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 street, but got an "I don't care. Sort yourself" response. Loses her baby as a result, and risked

hard anger. "Show me that one woman, and

expression changed from anger to confusion, but I was not

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

hid the information about the conception of my child from

regained my footing quickly. "I did it for

He sneered.

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 same bed every

to interrupt, but he

you were pregnant, I sure as hell would have stopped you from

your own negligence. You're

the rest

in such a manner

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

gutted with a knife. Only that it was not a knife, but Jared's words. How could he possibly shift

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,"