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,

eyes glinting mischievously. "Promise you'll come

the thought of losing those files kept me in check.

then she handed me

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

shrugged, unperturbed. "I'll see you at home,

door click shut behind her. Only then did I let out

aside, suddenly too drained to care about the files. My mind wandered, drifting back to a time when life wasn't this... heavy. Before Sofia, before

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she'd look me with quiet understanding, without judgement. She didn't need to play games to get my

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what had I

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

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I couldn't break it off, not without hurting my mother or risking my position as chairman of

criteria for holding the position was to be either married or engaged. So I was merely

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

I asked when my investigator