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,

"You're welcome."

one more thing

"What?"

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

to call him?" She

work to get the documents. I'd rather not talk to

"Thanks, Ash."

replied before

aside afterward and returned to work.

I just spoke to Jared," she

"Okay."

*******

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

be right back," I

and remained in the car while I

I spared him

"Hey," he called.

I replied. "I need

and stepped aside, allowing me entrance. I hurried up the stairs, praying I didn't bump into Sofia. In the room, I quickly gathered

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

with a shrug. "They're

do you mean,

cut short by the door going open, and Sofia stepping. Oh

"I got rid of them. I didn't

your novels too,

only thing we both have

straightened up, praying I heard wrongly. "You

them," She repeated. "They were looking so large and medieval. You weren't coming back anyway, so I

You had no right to

stepped forward, his

mean it that way. She probably thought

always take her side.

get you new ones, okay? Just tell

"You think money can buy everything, Mr. Billionaire? Those books were first editions, rare and irreplaceable. And they hold memories, memories from my culinary school

they