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

For the first time, he wondered if he did the right thing.

(JARED'S POV)

It was a Saturday, and I walked out of the gym room after a strenuous workout. I was stunned to see Sofia slouched on the couch, flipping through TV channels. Wait, wasn't she supposed to be preparing for the Charity event? "Hey, aren't you supposed to be leaving for the charity event soon? I asked, approaching her.

She turned to me with a dismissive shrug. "I'm not going."

"Why not?"

"I don't feel well," she said, placing a hand on her stomach. "The baby doesn't want me to go."

I raised an eyebrow. "So, the money I gave you was for nothing, then?"

"Oh, I did order the dress, but I won't be donating anymore."

My anger flared up like it had been waiting on the surface. "What's going on with you, Sofia? Why did you demand such a sum of money and now you're not even using it for the charity event?"

Her anger flared too, matching mine. "Don't shout at me over such a little sum, Jared."

I took a deep breath, trying to calm my temper. "Sofia, was there even a charity event, or was it just an excuse to get money from me?"

Her silence spoke volumes. I didn't wait for an answer. I turned and walked away.

"Jared, wait!" Sofia shouted after me.

But I was already skidding up the stairs.

I got to the room, stripped out of my gym wear, and got under the shower. While at it, my mind wandered.

I thought of Arielle and couldn't help but compare her to Sofia. Arielle would never lie to extort money from me; in fact, she disliked demanding money from me to the point I had to forcefully give her my card. Arielle -sweet, calm, reserved, and virtuous. For a moment, for the first time since our divorce, I wondered if I did the right thing.

But I quickly shook the thoughts off. I don't regret anything, not one bit. It was Sofia I loved, and

she gives birth, she'll return

and get some air. It was not a working day, so I could hang out at my favorite

Sofia was still in the sitting room. She looked up as I

"Going somewhere?"

get some fresh air," I

to insinuate that

I walked off despite

I said over my shoulder, not looking

************

by the familiar sounds of clicking balls and laughter. Spotting a

Hours later,

QUMS

whipping all

one

pride. I like the euphoria

games, I bid the guys goodbye

bartender, a friendly woman named Amara, greeted me with a

"The usual?" she asked.

she handed me a chilled beer took a sip, savouring the cold soothing taste. Just as I was starting to

if I join you?" the

voice, my face hardened. It

I asked gruffly, casting

annoying. "Just enjoying

punctuating

there's anyone who should be mad, it has to be me. You

when she was barely seventeen, rather. How Noble