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

Chapter 71

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."

Cristina left, leaving me wondering about what I just did. I reclined back on the swiveling chair, my mind wandering. Why was I doing this? Arielle and I are divorced,

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

care about her life, I just wanted to be

later, a knock sounded on the door amidst what sounded

"Who's it?"

Sir. I-" her voice trailed

as I was about to ask her in, the door

her and advised her to book an appointment, but she wouldn't listen. Instead, she kept yelling she was your wife and would

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 for the inconvenience. "You

nodded. "Yes,

slammed the door shut behind her and

I cut her off, trying

was

fired and

it? Are you

any sensible secretary would do. You do not visit any

Jared, book an appointment before I see you? What are you talking about? I've visited

didn't you notice that? She doesn't

was momentarily silent, as her mistake dawned on her. But it was only fleeting as the defensive look was back on her face. "Still, it doesn't justify the way she treated a pregnant woman. I want her

apology? I'm sorry, but

I have work to return to," I said, looking back

some lowlife secretary of yours? Come on, Jared." "Why are

made to say

front of me and placed a hand on

I

only apologize to

your secretary.

"Alright, why are you

a charity event coming up, and I'd love to attend and donate too. Also, I

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

ashamed of me that you don't want to be seen with me

up my hands. "That's enough, Sofia. Let's talk later at home. I need to return to

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

out air, overwhelmed by her persistence. I don't need this distraction. I have work to do. I tried thinking of a way to convince

the door, and Cristina announced, "Sir, you have a meeting.

heard her, I have a meeting." Without waiting for a response, I stood up, grabbed the stuff I thought

turned to face her. "Go home, Sofia. We'll talk when I

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