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

Did he really give up on her?

(ARIELLE'S POV)

Sofia even gave me a slightly apologetic glance as she passed by, holding onto Jared's arm.

I must've looked like a fool, standing there like that.

Ashley, already rolling up her sleeve and shaking her fist, muttered, "I'll go ask him what he means by this."

"Don't pull me!" I heard her protest as Roman grabbed her arm.

Margaux, sighing, interjected, "Why don't we listen to what Arielle has to say first?"

Ashley spun around to face me, her expression fierce. "Ari, don't worry about it. I'll find out exactly what's going on."

I shook my head. "Don't ask him. We have nothing to do with each other anymore."

Ashley's face shifted through several emotions before she finally spoke. "What do you mean?"

"I mean," I paused, gathering my thoughts, "we had a fight a few days ago, and I told him that we're done. We have nothing left between us."

Silence hung in the air for a long moment. Ashley just stood there, calming down as she processed my words.

Roman, seemingly uninterested in the drama unfolding, turned to Margaux. "Apologies, Miss Harrison. I think it's time for you to head home. Please let your grandparents know I send my regards." Then he turned to Ashley. "Ashley, I've made my point. You can take the rest of the night off. I'm sure you'll want to spend time with your friend." Ashley was a bit surprised.

Then his voice grew firm again, the kind of tone that brooked no argument. "Don't forget, we have a meeting tomorrow. I expect you there early." "Of course," she muttered.

Roman nodded at me politely before walking away, his strides long and confident almost arrogantly so. For a brief moment, I couldn't help but feel like I was watching Jared walk away all over again. "Get it together," I muttered under my breath, trying to snap myself out of the daze.

As soon as he was out of earshot, Ashley turned to me, her eyes blazing. "Did you see that? He made it seem like he was doing me a favor by giving me the night off! What kind of bastard capitalist would take their employees everywhere after working hours?" She sighed, clearly frustrated, but then her tone softened to me. "You know, this might not be all that bad. You and him..."

I smiled weakly. "I guess you're right."

But I didn't have the energy to say anything else. My mind kept drifting back to Jared. My thoughts were a tangled mess of emotions, and I couldn't untangle them.

At that moment, Margaux joined the conversation, and I felt slightly bad for having forgotten that she was still there with us.

gave up on you this time?" She

what our relationship is?" I

were divorced and when you returned to the country, at least

...What evil-wolf-husband?

a second, then

has terrible taste in book

about Rebecca's book, but it also lightened the mood a little. "You know

with a sly grin. "But some of us can still put two and

probing.

didn't answer right away. Instead, I looked across the room at Jared and Sofia, now walking away together, side by side. When had he returned? Had he intentionally taken a different route to

recently, you've shown signs of softening. At least,

but let out a laugh. "Soft towards him? We just had a fight where I almost wanted to hit him over the head with that vase, if I had that choice," I said,

shook her head, "No. That's exactly why there's still hope for you two. Your emotions are still so tied to him. Every move he makes affects you. And I don't believe for

was stunned for a moment

had

observing the conversation, raised

eyebrows and shook

disapproval. "Excuse me, Miss

she said,

sarcasm. "Can I just call you Margaux? Why are you

in the least, her eyes still fixed

"It's okay, Margaux. I don't know what he's thinking anymore. And honestly, it doesn't really matter. Men and women... they're just

ending... might actually be

made my decision when I

had been decided

If there was anything there, it was nothing more than a fleeting mistake. Just a moment of weakness, of

wasn't something I

everything that had happened between us, the past already so ugly-if he could at least get back his childhood sweetheart, the one he'd lost, it made sense that he'd choose Sofia. No matter

she understood, even though I doubted she did. Regardless, I was

long yawn, an indication that she was tired. "I'm sorry, but I'm just

We should head out," she said, glancing

up. What responsible person keeps a person they're

me and

outside. It was arranged by Harrisons, and had enough space for