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 door

eyes scanning the room briefly before settling back

my hands on my hips, my tone sarcastic.

About why you denied me access to see you in the hospital, getting discharged and refusing to return home, and worse of all, sending your lawyer to me with divorce

"I have nothing to say

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

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 her baby as a result, and risked never being able to

a cold, hard anger. "Show me that one

to confusion, but I was

not," I spat. "You're trying

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

regained my footing quickly. "I did it for a

He

save me the "you wanted the perfect

the times I drove you to, and back

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, you lost our

own negligence. You're

the rest of

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

stating the truth, Arielle. You're not innocent

words. How could he possibly shift the blame to me? I felt a blinding fury surge through me, and before I knew

speak to me like that! You, who destroyed our marriage, our family, and our child! You,