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

her eyes glinting mischievously. "Promise you'll come

losing those files

me the laptop. "Here you

it like she threatened. That would have cost my company a lot. As I tried to 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 tried to act cozy to evade accountability. Well, not anymore. I was no longer going to let her get away

"I'll see you

on the screen until I heard the door click shut behind her. Only then did I let out the breath I hadn't realized I was

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

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my thoughts slip back to her. Arielle's face, her smile, the way she'd look me with quiet understanding, without judgement. She didn't need to play games to get my

Kind.

what had

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

did I end

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

either married or engaged. So I was merely hanging on while waiting for the

mind refused to let go of Arielle. I hadn't seen or heard from her in months, and the not knowing gnawed at

when my