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.

"You're welcome."

one more

"What?"

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

me to call him?" She

by in the morning on our way to work to get the documents. I'd rather not talk to

"Thanks, Ash."

before the line went

afterward and returned to work. An hour later, Ashley

I just spoke to Jared," she said. "He's cool with

"Okay."

*******

work, Ashley and I pulled up at the house. My

be right back," I said to

remained in the car while I walked up to the front

him a momentary

"Hey," he called.

need to get my

me entrance. I hurried up the stairs, praying I didn't bump into Sofia. In the room, I quickly gathered my documents, but

you move them?" I turned to Jared, who had joined me

a shrug. "They're supposed to be

you mean,

going open, and Sofia

dirty-looking books?" She asked with a smirk. "I got

of your novels too, but I couldn't

thing

I

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

what, Sofia? You had no right to get rid of what's not

stepped forward,

mean it that way. She probably thought they

side.

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

were first editions, rare and irreplaceable. And they hold memories, memories from my culinary

they