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.

taken aback, stunned by his audacity. I shut the

briefly before settling back on me.

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

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

"I have nothing

a lot to say to me, Arielle," he took a step closer, his voice rising. "And

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

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

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

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

not a saint after all. You hid the information about

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

reason?" He sneered.

the "you

to me" nonsense. 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, and back from work. We fucking slept in

I tried to interrupt, but he

sure as hell would have stopped you from

own negligence. You're

the rest

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

not innocent in all of this. You're

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

our marriage, our family, and our child! You, who didn't even care when I was dying on