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

Between the devil and the deep blue sea.

(Jared's POV)

My hands trembled as I closed the diary, barely processing the words still echoing in my mind. Just then, I heard footsteps outside the door, snapping me out of my daze.

The door creaked open, and Sofia strode in, her face already set in its usual frown. She stopped when she saw me, her eyes narrowing with suspicion.

"Sofia," I rasped, my throat tight, "we need to talk."

She paused, eyebrows raised. "What's this about?"

I didn't answer right away. Instead, I held up the diary. "Do you recognize this?"

Her eyes flickered-recognition, maybe fear-but she quickly masked it with indifference. "No. Why would I?"

"I think you do," I said, my voice low but steady. "Look closer."

She hesitated, taking the diary from my hands, her fingers brushing over the worn cover. "It's just a diary, Jared." She pushed it back to me, dismissively. "Where did you find this?"

ignored her question. "Did you hide

something like that? We're

my question." My voice

"Fine. I was trying to protect you, Jared. I didn't want you to keep dwelling on the past, on her. What's the point? She's gone, you have me now." "Protect me?" I scoffed, unable to believe her audacity. "From what? From remembering how much I screwed up my marriage? From realizing what

by the intensity of my words. "I was just trying

now. "You had the key to this diary. What were on those

expression faltered

then her

Venet

I'd come to expect. Tears welled up in her eyes, glistening under the dim light. "You're yelling at me over a stupid

cracked as she

me, do you? All you care about is her! Is that why you're doing this? I lost my child, Jared. That should be our baby, and you're yelling at me because of your ex-wife's stupid diary?" The words hit me like a punch to the gut. My

the conversation, but the weight of it made my

Jared! And now you want to guilt-trip me over a diary? Over some old memories? I'm the one who's hurting here,

more. You think I don't regret everything that happened? I can't fix the past, but that doesn't mean I'm going to forget

the past?" she repeated, almost laughing through her tears. "You mean your

I said!" I snapped, my patience fraying. "Stop

even see how much~~~ I'm still suffering." She paused, her voice softening into a calculated vulnerability.