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

He brought it upon himself.

(JARED'S POV)

"I hope I've made myself clear? Because I won't be as nice the next time!" Arielle's mother hissed through gritted teeth. One look at the fire in her eyes and I knew right away that she wasn't joking about her threat.

The spot where her palm has struck my cheek stung like it had been doused with a generous amount of boiling oil. I looked past her and at Arielle. There was a brief look of pity on her face before her expression steeled into hostility. I looked away in embarrassment, holding a hand up to my face.

"Of course, ma'am," I nodded, my eyes fixed on the ground as I slowly backed away from them.

I'd hardly taken three steps backwards before Arielle's mother stormed past me, guiding the boy with one hand. My eyes trailed their movement, briefly making contact with boy's as his grandmother pulled him into a waiting car just outside the school premises. When I turned around to face Arielle, I found she'd somehow slipped past me while I had my back turned to her. My eyes stung with hurt and humiliation. I felt a weight clamp itself around my heart, threatening to crush it with each counting heartbeat. I swept around the corner with my eyes, trying to spot Arielle among the milling bodies of parents and their children.

I tried to move myself from the spot but I felt rooted. I couldn't pull the images of the boy from my mind. One look at him and I could tell the resemblance. I felt it in my gut even! Something about him just struck a chord within me and pulled me to him, just like it would happen between a father and son. I needed answers. I had to find Arielle.

"Daddy? My friend Brian said he was going to build a treehouse with his dad over the weekend. Can we build a treehouse too?"

My head snapped in the direction of the voice. A young boy was talking to his father while the latter led him by the hand towards their car in the parking lot. The man had a proud smile on face as he guided the boy into the vehicle.

son. We'll build the biggest treehouse ever," he announced, much to

my heart, a reminder that I too would

thoughts aside, focusing on what brought me here. I had to find

search for her. I took the short flight of steps two at a time,

turned out

I assumed to be a teacher. Now

she spotted me, she abruptly ended her conversation with the teacher and began walking away,

wait," I

ran into a dead end. I

want to talk,"

firmly.

what it is

know this, Jared; you brought this on yourself. I want you to

away from underneath me at her words. I tried to speak but my tongue felt too heavy in my mouth and I swallowed hard more times than I'd done in a whole year. I finally found

That's what you're going to call all you put me through in the past?" Arielle asked, her eyes burning with