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

He might have lost a gem.

(JARED'S POV)

I watched in horror as Sofia's grip on the laptop tightened. "Sofia, please," I begged, trying to keep my voice low and not aggravate things. "Don't do this. That laptop has very important files and contacts." "Important files and contacts?" she sneered. "Or just important contacts?"

"Sofia, stop this," I warned, my patience wearing off.

"I'll stop when you fire that secretary of yours," she spat.

My jaws clenched, as I paused to weigh my options. I couldn't afford to lose these files. "Fine, I'll fire her."

Sofia's expression changed a little now, a sly smile spreading on her face. "Do it now."

I grabbed the intercom, my hands heavy with reluctance. "Brooke, you're fired, effective immediately."

Brooke's voice came through the intercom. "Sir, please...what did I do?"

But I ended the call, unable to best her pleas.

asked Sofia, my eyes hard,

her eyes glinting

but the thought of losing

handed me the laptop. "Here you

return to work, she tried to snuggle up to me, but I shrugged her off. "I have work to do, Sofia. Just leave." She did it all the time; she misbehaved and then

unperturbed. "I'll see

on the screen until I heard the door click shut behind her.

time when life wasn't this... heavy. Before Sofia, before the chaos. To a

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understanding, without judgement. She didn't need to play games to get my attention, didn't resort to manipulation or threats.

Kind.

what had

hadn't let her go? Would I have avoided this constant storm if I had stayed with her? The regret settled in my chest like a heavy weight, pressing down harder with each passing thought. I'd been so blind, letting Sofia's reappearance destroy everything good I had. I could see that now. But it

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didn't want, clinging to it not out of love, but out of obligation. I couldn't break it off, not without hurting

to be either married or engaged. So I was merely hanging on while waiting for the next best opportunity to

trying to refocus on work, but my mind refused to let go of Arielle. I hadn't seen or heard from her in months, and the not knowing gnawed

asked when my investigator