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?"

go, Sofia. I'm too tired for this. But I managed to keep my voice calm and normal. "Hey, I got caught up with some paperwork.

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

glance at my wristwatch; it was 7

"Fine, come home.

I pulled into the garage, weariness washed over me. I wasn't ready to

to the front door, and immediately Sofia opened the

forced a smile, trying to placate her. "I told you, I

"Don't lie to me, Jared.

eyes dimmed. How

you

gaze and saw it was fixated on the folder

from her eyes, but she

"Hand it over, Sofia."

me, attempting

that's not for you," I

away and

"Sofia?"

steps, walking towards the sitting room. I followed in hot pursuit, being careful not

further from me before pulling out the

eyes lighting up.

sighed in resignation, deciding it was pointless trying to get

hearing. "Wow! So Miss-perfect is filing for a divorce?" She

joke about. My