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 faced him. "What the

room briefly before

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 humiliating all of that

stance didn't change. "I have nothing to

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

by a car because of them, calling

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

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

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

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

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

He sneered.

save me the "you wanted the perfect

dinner, the times I drove you to, and back from work.

tried to interrupt, but he

stopped you from working or even engaging in anything that would endanger our child's life. So yes, Arielle Smith,

your own

like the rest of

my ears. Was Jared really turning the tables on me? Goodness, being reminded of the death of my child in such a manner and

Arielle. You're not

Jared's words. How could he possibly shift the blame to me? I felt a blinding fury surge through me,

family, and our child! You,