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?"

"I'm sorry, but I really can't

please," I urged, but she shook

but polite. With that, she turned and

stood there, confused, trying to process the news. Arielle was

to my car and settled in. Arielle was gone. The

an item, after all.

I reached for my phone

answered. "What's

a fire accident, so I decided to stop by and ensure she was okay. But surprisingly, I was told

on regardless. "I want to know where she

"Why?"

enemies. I just

think you should mind your business henceforth.

aback by her harsh tone. "Arielle and I are

papers to the court and let her be!" Ashley yelled, and with that,

shock. I hadn't seen that coming.

my car, letting my mind wander. Where had Arielle gone?

swirling in my head, refusing to let me go. And even

drove home,

had an underlying feeling of guilt; what if Arielle had left because of the divorce? Maybe she couldn't stand me and Sofia together

Rebecca said she left on a culinary scholarship. Having been married to Arielle for three 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

to stifle the thoughts. I

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