Mr billionaire's regret chasing his irresistible wife by Gabby Emmanuel

Time to let go

(JARED'S POV)

"Hell has no fury like a woman scorned in the heart."

The words reverberated in my ears over and over again, and I felt like cutting them off. I was driving home after the confrontation with Arielle, but the words won't stop replaying in my head. And each time they did, I felt shivers run down my spine. Those words were no mere words. They were the words of a woman who had changed in so many ways. Arielle had changed.

My eyes trailed to the papers on the passenger seat, the words "Irreconcilable differences" staring back at me. I sighed and tore my gaze away. I had tried to convince Arielle to change her mind, to consider what people would say.

So far, people who were privy to our marriage thought it to be perfect -a match made in heaven. How will they take the news of our divorce?

But Arielle was adamant. She had walked into the room and returned with the divorce papers which she shoved into my hands, and asked me out of the house.

I had tried to pacify her, but she threatened to call the neighborhood guard on me, and with the look in her eyes, I knew she would go through with the threat if I didn't leave.

And so I left with the papers, flinging them on the passenger seat as soon as I got into the car.

My thoughts were cut short by the ringing of my phone. I reached for it and saw it was Sofia calling. An exasperated sigh left my lips when I saw she had called me multiple types before now. Now, that spelled trouble because Sofia hates her calls being missed. I had left my phone in the car while talking to Arielle

Hesitating, I answered the phone.

"Hey."

"Jared, where have you been?" Sofia's voice was shrill on the other end. "You haven't been taking my calls. Do you now stay out late?"

inwardly. Way to go, Sofia. I'm too tired for this. But I managed to keep my voice calm and normal.

countered. "I called your office and was told you left the office by 5 pm. What time is it

glance at my wristwatch; it

speak anymore?" Her voice rose accusingly. "Fine, come home. I'm

was anyone's tantrums. But as I pulled into the garage, weariness washed over me. I wasn't

the front door, and immediately Sofia opened the door, her eyes blazing with anger. "Where have you

forced a smile, trying to placate her. "I

Jared.

eyes dimmed. How did

you think

she started to say but paused, her eyes settling on something. I followed her gaze and saw it was fixated on the folder tugged under my

for it, to hide it from her eyes, but she beat me to it. She snatched

"Hand it over, Sofia."

me, attempting to

that's not for you," I said, taking a step

away and began

"Sofia?"

in hot pursuit, being careful not

room, and she moved further from me before pulling

her eyes lighting up.

resignation, deciding it was pointless trying to get the papers from her. She already saw its

Irreconcilable differences," Sofia read to my hearing. "Wow! So Miss-perfect is

that's not something to joke about. My marriage is tethering on