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

Enlisted.

(ARIELLE'S POV)

"Italy?" Ashley repeated, her eyes wide with surprise.

"Yes, the founders of the scholarship have their academy in Italy," I responded, excitement sparking inside of me.

"What scholarship?" Ashley asked, her brow furrowed in confusion.

"The one Mr Stone, my manager, told me about," I explained. "I had turned it down, but I think it's the solution to my decision to move now."

"Tell me more-"Ashley made to say, but I was already shooting out of my chair. I hurried to the sitting room and retrieved my phone from the couch, tapping on the calendar screen. My heart skipped a beat as I realized it was less than two weeks before the scholarship expired. "What's going on?" Ashley called out.

"I have to call Mr Stone," I responded, already dialing his number.

"Hello?" Mr Stone's voice came through the line.

"Hi, Mr Stone. I'm calling about the culinary scholarship. I know I declined initially, but I'm interested now and would love to know if it's still Open."

"Ah, Arielle! I'm glad you're interested, now. You don't know how much I wanted you to take the offer and how disappointed I was when you turned it down. Yes, the offer is open and won't be ending until a week's time. And even if it was closed, You're one of my top candidates, and I'd have pulled a few strings around to get you in."

A smile and a blush crossed my features. "Thank you. How do I apply?"

"You can sign the papers when you come to work tomorrow."

"Alright. Thank you for your kind response."

"Oh, it's nothing. Do have a good night's rest," and the line went off.

I returned to the dining room beaming. "It's happening."

The next day at work, I took the scholarship form, but as I began to fill it out, I realized I needed some documents. But there was a problem, those documents were back at Jared's place.

A knot instantly formed in my stomach as I thought about returning to the house. If I could have my way, I would love to skip that par jt I can't because I need the documents if I still want to be able to travel.

Hesitant, and at a loss on what to do, I dialed Ashley's number. "Hey, I need your help," I said, explaining the situation to her.

"Don't worry, I'll go with you," She offered without hesitation after I was done explaining.

relief. "Thank

"You're welcome."

more

"What?"

to call and inform him ahead of time that we're coming

call

we'd be dropping by in the morning on our way to work to get the documents. I'd rather not talk to him if I

"Thanks, Ash."

biggie," she replied before the

documents aside afterward and returned to work. An hour

she said. "He's

"Okay."

*******

day, on our way to work, Ashley and I pulled up at the house. My heart raced as I

back," I

and remained in the car while I

opened it, his expression neutral. I spared him a momentary look, he

"Hey," he called.

"I need to get my

didn't bump into Sofia. In the room, I quickly gathered my documents, but as I scanned the shelves,

are my cookbooks? Did you move them?" I turned to Jared, who had joined

with a shrug. "They're supposed to be

mean, you don't

was cut short by the door going open, and Sofia

with a smirk. "I got rid of

rid of your novels too,

the only thing we both have in

up, praying I heard wrongly. "You did

got rid of them," She repeated. "They were looking so large and medieval. You weren't coming

what, Sofia? You had no right to

stepped forward, his expression

it that way. She probably thought they were no longer in

you'll always take her side. What's the excuse today?

down," he said, placatingly. "I'll get you new ones, okay? Just

everything, Mr. Billionaire? Those books were first editions, rare and irreplaceable. And they hold memories, memories from my culinary

"Oh, please, they