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.

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

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

placed my hands on my hips, my

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

have

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

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

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

confusion, but I was

I spat. "You're trying to evade

fault. 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 and the father

words, but I regained my footing

reason?" He

me? And please, save me the "you

dinner, the times I drove you to, and back from work. We fucking slept in the same room

to interrupt, but

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

own

the rest

my ears. Was Jared really turning 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 than any form of pain. "Jared, you're unbelievable!" I screamed,

not innocent in all of this. You're guilty just

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

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 out!" "Arielle, tune it down,"