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?"

hand, my fingers closing around her wrist.

as she eyed me warily. "I found it in your pants pocket while sorting out your clothes for laundry." And then her tone turned defensive. "I liked it, so I put

you didn't think it was right to

anyway? It's

my voice firm. "The big deal is that that ring belongs to Arielle, and you have

are literally divorced, and she's

we're 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 divorced on paper, but not officially. So until then, quit trying to take over everything

blame her, I doubt I've ever spoken to her

the pregnancy hormones or if the young and sweet Sofia I used to know had permanently been replaced by this difficult woman I was living

my chest heaving

sound brought me back to reality. I turned to

en

around her. "Hey, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you. It's just...that ring belongs to Arielle, and it's not yours to

the point; you're still chiding me instead of apologizing," she

her hair. "Fine, no more scolding. I'm sorry I yelled at you. You're

at me. "You're still thinking about her, aren't

has nothing to do with Arielle.

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

get rid of

of Arielle

Ashley? No one visits the hospital if everything is okay with them

I could easily ask my investigator, but I wanted to get the information

in," I called

I have feedback on the social media handle you asked me to look into," she announced