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.

stunned by his audacity. I shut

room briefly before settling back on me.

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

access to see you in the hospital, getting discharged and refusing

change. "I have nothing to say

closer, his voice rising. "And can you quit this obnoxious attitude of yours? You're acting so strange and

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 swear, I'll let go of

confusion, but I was not buying it.

spat. "You're trying

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

I regained my footing quickly.

He sneered.

save me the

nonsense. 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 work. We fucking slept in the same room and on the same bed every day, and you still didn't tell

interrupt, but

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

your own negligence. You're

like the rest of

tables on me? Goodness, being reminded of the death of my child in such a manner and

stating the truth, Arielle. You're not innocent in all of this.

knife, but Jared's words. How could he possibly shift the blame to me? I felt a blinding fury surge through me, and before

to me like that! You, who destroyed our marriage, our family, and our child! You, who didn't