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

Fucking submit the papers to the court!

(JARED'S POV)

I instantly stepped on the brake pedal, reversing the car, and speeding off in the direction of the restaurant. On arrival, true to the reporter's words, the restaurant had been in a fire accident.

My heart continued to thud as I approached the crowd of people compromising the fire department, customers, and staff. I used my eyes to search for Arielle.

With each passing moment that I didn't set eyes on her, my heart clenched in my chest, as I tried not to think of the worst. When I couldn't find her in the crowd, I decided to approach any of the staff. Who knows, maybe she was absent from work today. With that feeble consolation, I approached Rebecca, whom I had spotted.

"Hey, Rebecca, are you alright?" I asked, genuinely concerned and not because I wanted information from her only.

She looked at me, surprised but nodded. "Y-yes, I'm fine, thanks."

"I'm so sorry about what happened," I said, and then glancing around, asked, "Where's Arielle?"

She looked at me like one who had asked the most incredulous question. "You're not aware?"

"Aware of what?" I asked, the dreadful feeling in my stomach returning. Oh Lord, it shouldn't be bad news.

Rebecca hesitated before speaking. "Arielle left the country a week ago."

I was taken aback. "What? Where? How?" I threw all the questions at her once.

"I'm sorry, I can't give out much information...she left on a culinary scholarship."

I paused, assimilating the information. Arielle had left the country? "How did she get the scholarship? From whom?"

around nervously. "I'm sorry,

please," I urged, but she

resolute but polite. With that, she turned and quickly walked

to process the

back to my car and settled in. Arielle was

all. But still, the thought of never

I reached for my phone and dialed

answered.

the point. "So I stopped at Arielle's workplace; I heard in the news that they were involved in a fire accident, so I decided to stop by and ensure she was okay. But surprisingly, I was told she

coldness of her tone not going unnoticed, but went on regardless. "I

"Why?"

this level of resistance. "Come on, Ash, Arielle and I are not enemies. I just want to know how she's doing and why she

think you should mind your business henceforth. And it's Ashley to

aback by her harsh tone. "Arielle

papers to the court and let her

my phone in shock. I hadn't seen that coming. Ashley had always been protective of Arielle, but this

my mind wander. Where

me go. And even when I

drove home,

had left because of the divorce? Maybe she couldn't stand me and Sofia together and opted to leave. Had we

years, I knew she had always wanted to advance in her career but held dback because of our marriage. Who knows, our divorce might have provided her with

I did my best to stifle the thoughts. I got inside,

how was your day?" She asked, a bright smile on her face as she