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

his eyes scanning the room briefly before settling back on me. "We

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

everything! About why you denied me access to see you in the hospital, getting discharged and refusing to return home, and worse

have nothing

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

burst of laughter tore from my lips, mixed with fury and bitterness. "Is that it? Now tell me, 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 street, but got an "I don't care. Sort yourself" response. Loses

died down, leaving behind a cold, hard anger. "Show me

to confusion, but I was not buying

spat. "You're

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

I regained my footing quickly. "I did it

reason?" He sneered.

me the "you wanted the

had the opportunity to tell me about the pregnancy over dinner, the times I drove you to,

to interrupt, but he

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

your own

like the

the tables on me? Goodness, being reminded of the death of my child in such a manner and being blamed for it hurt much more

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

chest, like it was being gutted with a knife. Only that it was not a knife, but Jared's words. How could

right now, Jared! You 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