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

Is he really a Father?

(JARED'S POV)

When morning finally arrived, I couldn't shake off the feeling of relief I felt. I had never wished for morning to arrive like I did last night.

Sharing a space alone with Arielle had been a terrible idea. Last night had been pure torture. Her scent had driven me wild. But I was glad I did not attempt anything stupid but found a way to relieve myself. I walked into the bathroom to brush and splash water on my face, and as I did, I took cognizance of the dark circles under my eyes.

I wasn't surprised they were there because I had not had a decent night's sleep last night.

But I shrugged and continued with what I was doing. If anyone asked, I would tell them I stayed up later working.

That decided, I strode out of the cloakroom. On getting to the main bedroom, there was no sign of Arielle. She probably had left for the dining as my Grandma had sent for us earlier.

So I proceeded to the dining room, and true to my instincts, Arielle was already seated, conversing with Grandma.

They stopped in their conversation to greet me, and I was stunned to see dark circles under Arielle's eyes, too. Oh well, it seemed like I was not the only one who had a rough night. "Good morning, Jared," Grandma said, beaming at me.

"Morning, Nana," I replied, taking my seat.

Arielle nodded at me, her expression neutral. "Morning."

"Morning, Arielle. Sleep well?"

"It was fine," she replied, avoiding my gaze, her voice tight.

"Alright, now that you two are here, let's have breakfast, "Grandma said, beckoning the help.

Breakfast was served, and everyone ate in silence. Intermittently, I stole glances at Arielle because she seemed unusually withdrawn.

Arielle left a few minutes after breakfast, citing that she needed to be at work. I had offered to drive her, but she refused, asking for a driver instead.

"Alright, I'll have someone take you," I said, trying to get cozy with her.

replied curtly,

outside, and before she got into the car, I walked closer and whispered, "Thank

gave a nod and got

that something was off with her, but I thought

the house, as I sat down for a conversation with

feigning curiosity when in real sense all I was interested in

Grandma, tell me, what was it

And then she began tales of her

"Umm, you know, you've

a name on, before looking away. "You're right, but before that, we need to

upright on the couch, my ears flaring in interest. "What is

knowing eyes before letting out a

you've gotten into?" She asked

uneasy, unsure of where this

I understand what you're talking

boy," she said, casting a stern

know about Sofia, and I

she

and keep that woman,

up at Grandma's bluntness. But she

"Thinking you can win Arielle back by resorting to the

out, without a word of defense for myself. "I was just trying to

She raised a

admitted, "but I couldn't help but wonder if she had ties with people she

where you're coming from, but henceforth, handle your affairs alone, Jared, and do not go to any other means

aside, I braced myself and asked another question I'd been dying to

since you know so much," I began, my voice cautious, "you must be aware that Arielle has a son.

and exhaled deeply.