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

He wants a second chance.

(ARIELLE'S POV)

I think it was exhaustion, but I dozed off a little, while still talking to Jared, but it didn't stop me from realizing when he left the room, being a light sleeper.

Curiously, I decided to go after him and see where he was headed. Barely a second after he left the room, I got off the bed and went after him.

I was careful not to be seen, as I followed him closely through the hallway. He soon stopped at a room door, and walked in.

I hastened my steps and got to the door, but it was not a see-through one, but luckily it wasn't sound proof so I could hear everything from outside.

A bit worried about who he was there to see, I subtly leaned my ear in the door to pick out every sound that came from the room. Fortunately, I didn't have to wait for long as Sofia's angry voice seeped through.

Oh, he was here to see her. Of course. The bitterness clawed at me. No matter how many times he claimed things were over, she still held this sway over him. Saving me today? Just a show.

I was about to turn away, when I heard Jared speak. My breath hitched as I heard him defend me, warning Sofia to leave me alone or face the consequences. He even said he'd put her in jail.

I froze, barely processing what he'd said. Jared, protecting me? It didn't feel real, not from the man who once watched in silence as I endured so much.

Still lost in thought and analyzing what changed, I didn't realize Jared was done talking to Sofia and had swung the door open until I saw him standing a few inches for me.

"Arielle?" His voice was low, frowning.

Heat flooded my face, embarrassed at being caught eavesdropping. I looked past him, catching a glimpse of Sofia's tear-streaked face, her shoulders shaking as she wept in silence. A part of me almost pitied her, but I pushed it aside, taking a step back. I had no interest in whatever mess they shared.

but Jared's voice stopped me. "You were listening, weren't

sharply as I continued

said, making me halt

I froze. "Know what?"

just held my gaze, locked onto mine with an intensity that sent chills through

tone that was filled with so much conviction, leaving no room for doubt, he asked the one question

is my son, isn't

and I was thrown into a dizzying panic. "What are you talking

to me, Arielle," he interrupted, his voice steely. "I know he's mine.

snapped through me like a whip. "How dare you?" I hissed, stepping forward.

seen me this way before. But I didn't care. My fists

first child, of birth, of finally becoming a mother-all alone! And

was hurt too, and I'm sorry it happened! I was blind, and I made mistakes. But I'm here now. And I want to make things right. For Maverick... for you. I

pain is, Jared. You'll never know the grief of losing a child, the ache of raising one alone. I lost myself trying to be the

years ago, Jared," I reminded him coldly. "You should move on. Why are you bringing up all of

but

was you-the one I let slip through my fingers I had you, a loving wife, a home, a child on the way... and I threw it all away. I regret it more than I can say. Every day, I see

to bear, but I hardened myself. This was his choice. I wouldn't let

him

Jared?" I shot back, my tone as cold as ice. "So what, you regret it now and I should be grateful? You want me to come back to you, dragging a child you didn't even know existed, because suddenly

I'd thought I'd buried. Maybe it was the accident, reawakening painful memories, or maybe it was

laughed, the sound cold

look like a joke to you. Like love's some game that you can just change your mind about whenever it suits you." I looked him straight in the eye, unwavering. "Well, here's the truth, Jared Smith: I've moved on. I have my career, my