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 Intermittently, I stole glances at Arielle because she seemed unusually withdrawn.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.

curtly, already standing

she got into the car, I walked

a nod and got into the car, and

that something was off with her, but I thought against it

into the house, as I sat down

asked about her travels, feigning curiosity when in real sense all I was interested

what was it like

And then she began tales of her travels that I barely

"Umm, you know, you've never told me why you

and fixed me a look I couldn't lay a name on, before looking away. "You're right, but before that, we need to discuss

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

me with knowing eyes before letting out

mess you've gotten into?" She asked

unsure of

don't think I understand what you're

dumb with me, boy," she said, casting a stern

know about Sofia, and I know about your past

I realized she knew a lot

that woman,

my face heat up at Grandma's bluntness.

shaking her head. "Thinking you can win

grew defensive at this point. I can't keep getting lashed out, without a word of defense for

She raised

I knew I shouldn't have resorted to that means," I admitted, "but I couldn't help but wonder if she had ties with

softened, as a look of understanding flashed in them. "I think I can understand where you're coming from, but henceforth, handle your affairs alone, Jared, and do not go to any other means for help." I nodded, but her words

thoughts aside, I braced myself and asked another

must be aware that Arielle has a son. And I know you must think

exhaled deeply.