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

Only divorced on papers.

(ARIELLE'S POV)

"Leaving? What do you mean?" Ashley asked, looking stunned.

"I...I can't stay here anymore. I need to get away from everything. From Jared, from Sofia, from all of this," I responded.

I watched Ashley's face fall, and my heart broke even more. I knew she was not going to take the news lightly, but hours ago, after crying and waking up, I had a deep thought and decided leaving was best. I doubt I would ever get the healing I deserved if I kept staying in a place that reminded me of my pain and loss.

"Where will you go?" Ashley asked, her voice surprisingly calm. I knew it was a facade, but I was grateful she was trying to be the stronger one compared to me, who already had tears threatening to spill down my face.

"I honestly don't know yet. I just know I have to leave. I can't stay here and pretend everything is okay when it's not. I want to get a new life and heal faster. I deserve peace and happiness, and so does my child."

"Ummm, I don't know, but I think we have to talk about this later. I'm sorry, I think I've lost my appetite," and with that, Ashley rose and left the dining room.

"Ashley "I tried to call, but she was gone.

(JARED'S POV)

I was seething in anger as I drove Sofia home from the hospital. Oblivious to my mood, she kept chattering away about her doctor's appointment. I had driven her to the hospital to get her pregnancy supplements, and we had bumped into Arielle and Ashley.

For a moment, I was lost in thought, wondering why Arielle was at the hospital. But I decided to push it aside for now. I had a more pressing concern to tend to.

As we pulled into the driveway, my anger doubled, threatening to burst through the surface. We alighted and stepped inside, and I shot the door behind us.

"Sofia, we need to talk," I said, turning to face her.

"About what?"

her hand, my fingers closing around her wrist. "Where did you get

she eyed me warily. "I found it in your pants pocket while sorting out your clothes for

"And you didn't think it was right to return it

"What's the big deal, anyway? It's yours, and

big deal is that that ring belongs to Arielle, and

divorced, and she's supposed to return

not fully divorced. The divorce papers have not been submitted to the court, and the official divorce decree has not been issued yet. We're merely

wouldn't blame her, I doubt I've ever spoken to her that harshly.

or if the young and sweet Sofia I used to know had

there, my chest heaving

reality. I turned

en

wrapped my arms around her. "Hey, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you. It's just...that ring belongs to

still chiding me instead of apologizing," she accused in

"Fine, no more scolding. I'm sorry I yelled at you. You're pregnant, and I shouldn't have done

and she looked up at me. "You're still thinking about

this has nothing to do with Arielle. This is about you and me, and

tissue from the box on the table in the foyer. Gently, I led her upstairs and didn't leave the room

night,couldn't get rid

Arielle

one visits the hospital if everything is

the hospital and snoop around. I could easily ask my investigator, but I wanted to get the information myself. The next day at work, Cristina

I called

social media handle you asked me