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

his eyes scanning the room briefly before settling back on

hips, my tone

you in the hospital, getting discharged and refusing to return home, and worse of all, sending your lawyer

didn't change. "I have nothing to

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

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,

behind a cold, hard anger. "Show me

I was not buying

course not," I spat. "You're

stop acting like you're without fault. You're not a saint after all. You hid the information

a stung by his words, but I regained my footing quickly. "I

reason?" He

And please, save me the "you

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

tried to interrupt, but he

hell would have stopped you from

your own

the rest of

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, tears glistening

You're not innocent in all of

it was not a knife, but Jared's words. How could he possibly shift the blame to me? I felt a blinding fury surge through me, and before

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," he