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.

Sofia, my eyes hard, and my tone

replied, her eyes glinting mischievously. "Promise you'll

of losing those files kept me in

handed me the laptop.

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 tried to act cozy to evade accountability. Well, not anymore. I was no longer going to let her get away with

shrugged, unperturbed. "I'll see

until I heard the door click shut behind her. Only then did I let out the breath I

mind wandered, drifting back to a time when life wasn't this... heavy. Before Sofia, before the chaos. To

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to, I let my thoughts slip back to her. Arielle's face, her smile, the way she'd look me with quiet understanding, without

Kind.

had

happier if I 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

did I end up here?

love, but out of obligation. I couldn't break it off, not without

holding the position was to be either married or engaged.

go of Arielle. I hadn't seen or heard from her in months, and the not knowing gnawed at me. Where was she? What was she doing? Did

I asked when my investigator