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

He wished she could be less demanding.

(JARED'S POV)

I scribbled my signature on the last document, relieved that I had finally tended to the last of the paperwork stacked on my table for weeks. Just as I was about to put the papers away, a knock sounded on the door.

"Who is it?" I called out.

"It's Cristina, sir," my secretary replied.

"Come in."

Cristina entered, looking a little flustered. "Apologies for disturbing your work, sir, but I'm having some trouble accessing the company's database."

I nodded in understanding. Cristina is new, barely two days at the company. My previous secretary had resigned as she was relocating abroad with her fiance.

"Take a seat, and let me show you," I motioned to the vacant chair.

Patiently, I showed her how to navigate the database. And a few minutes later, she had gotten a hang of it.

"Thank you, sir," she said, rising to her feet. "I really appreciate your patience."

"You're welcome."

As she turned to leave, I called out, "Cristina?"

"Yes, sir?"

"Are you active on social media? You know, F******k, I*******m?" I asked, trying to sound as casual as possible.

She nodded. "Yes, sir."

"Alright, I need a little favor to ask."

"What is it, sir? I'd be willing to help."

"I want you to help me check out someone on both F******k and I*******m."

Cristina's expression narrowed slightly. "Sure, can I get a name?"

I paused, hesitating. What was I thinking? Am I really doing this? But I said the name anyway. "Arielle Smith, but you can check Arielle Meyers too," I added, just in case she had changed her surname to her father's. "I'll check it out."

"It's nothing serious, I just want to know what the person has been up to lately," I added.

"Alright, sir."

I reclined back on the swiveling chair, my mind wandering. Why was I doing this? Arielle and I are divorced,

I felt the need to apologize to her, but I realized she had blocked all my numbers and blocked me on all

about her life, I just wanted to be sure she was doing fine,

knock sounded on the door amidst what sounded like

"Who's it?"

I-" her

I was about to ask her in, the door forcefully went open and Sofia matched in, Cristina hot on her tail. I cocked my brows, surprised at the

sorry, sir. I tried to stop her and advised her to book an appointment, but she wouldn't listen. Instead, she kept yelling

lay your pathetic hands on me? Who told you I need an appointment to see my husband?" I sighed, rubbing my temples. "Cristina, I apologize

"Yes,

Sofia slammed the door shut behind her

was that for?" I cut her off, trying to rein

that was

it," I fired and I watched

asked for it? Are you

me before visiting. Cristina did what any sensible secretary would do. You do not visit any organization

book an appointment before I see you? What are you talking about? I've visited a couple of times

didn't you notice that? She doesn't know you, unlike the

as the defensive look was back on her face. "Still, it doesn't justify the way she treated a pregnant woman. I want her fired. I scoffed. Was she kidding? "On the contrary, you

apology? I'm sorry, but that's never gonna

see yourself out then. I have work to return

secretary of yours? Come on,

to

stopped in front of me and placed a hand on my shoulder know you're

I

apologize to you, but

your secretary.

tiredly. "Alright,

a charity event coming up, and I'd

angry, and amused at the same time. "So you left the house to come here, create a scene, humiliate my secretary, all because of what you just

now ashamed of me that you don't want to be seen with me in public? Wait, is it because I'm pregnant

hands. "That's enough, Sofia. Let's talk later at

she wouldn't budge. "No, we're going to talk here and

her persistence. I don't need this distraction. I have work to

and Cristina announced, "Sir, you have a meeting. It's impromptu, and the foreign investors are already

a sigh of relief, grateful for the distraction. I turned to Sofia. "You heard her, I have a meeting." Without waiting for a response, I stood up, grabbed the stuff

the door handle and turned to face her.

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