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

briefly before settling back

hips, my tone sarcastic.

in the hospital, getting discharged and refusing to return home, and worse of all, sending your lawyer to me with divorce papers. Do you

change. "I have nothing to say to you,

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

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

me that one woman, and I swear, I'll let go of

anger to confusion, but I was not buying

not," I spat. "You're

You hid the information about the conception of my child from me. Who does that to their

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

He sneered.

please, save me the "you wanted

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 the same room and on the

I tried to interrupt, but he kept

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

your own negligence.

the rest of

to believe 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

he remained stoic. "I'm just stating the truth, Arielle. You're not innocent

knife, but Jared's words. How could he possibly shift the

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," he pleaded, trying