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?"

nervously. "I'm sorry, but I really

but

resolute but polite. With

confused, trying to

dragged my feet back to my car and settled in. Arielle was gone. The thought kept ringing in

or not; we're no longer an item, after all. But still, the thought of never seeing her again, ever, didn't sit

my

answered. "What's

stopped at Arielle's workplace; I heard in the news that they were involved in a fire accident, so I

unnoticed, but went on regardless. "I want

"Why?"

hadn't expected 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 left the

together, so I think you should mind your business henceforth.

rude, Ashley," I protested, taken aback by her harsh

and let her be!" Ashley yelled,

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

Where had Arielle

my head, refusing to let me go. And even when I started

drove home, my thoughts

an underlying feeling of guilt; what if Arielle had left because of the divorce? Maybe she

said she left on a culinary scholarship. Having been married to Arielle for three years, I knew she had always

did my best to stifle the thoughts. I got inside, and Sofia seemed to be waiting for

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