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.

was taken aback, stunned by his audacity. I shut the door and faced him.

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

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

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 papers. Do you know

"I have nothing to say to

closer, his voice rising. "And

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

"Show me that one woman, and

confusion, but I was not buying it. "What text, Arielle?

not," I spat. "You're trying

like you're without fault. You're not a saint after all. You hid the information about the conception of my child from me.

felt a stung by his words, but I regained my footing quickly. "I did it for

reason?" He

save me the "you wanted the

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

to interrupt,

as much as Sofia and I are. If I was aware you were pregnant, I sure 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

own

the rest of

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.

not innocent in all of this. You're

Jared's words. How could he possibly

here right now, Jared! You have no 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," he pleaded,