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

scanning the room briefly before settling back on me. "We need

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

"About everything! 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 papers. Do you know how humiliating all of that

stance didn't change. "I have nothing to say

voice rising. "And can you quit this obnoxious

lips, mixed with fury and 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

laughter died down, leaving behind a cold, hard anger. "Show me that one woman, and I

from anger to confusion, but I was not buying it. "What text,

I spat. "You're trying to

"Arielle, stop acting like you're without fault. You're not a saint after all. You hid the information about the conception of my child from me. Who does that to their husband and the father of their

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

reason?" He

me? And please, save me the

dinner, the times I drove you to, and

I tried to interrupt, but he kept

If I was aware you were pregnant, I sure as hell would have stopped you from

your own

like the

death of my child in such a manner and being blamed for it

You're not innocent in

knife, but Jared's words. How could he possibly shift the blame to me? I felt

right to be here, no right to speak to me like that! You, who destroyed our marriage, our family, and our child! You,