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 asked, her blue

I asked, trying to sound surprised, but in

to guess. You might not have been popular when you were still married to him, but you did, the moment you two were divorced and when you returned to the country, at least in the upper society circle. Plus, I'm a big fan of 'The Evil Wolf Husband Doesn't Deserve a Good Ex-Wife',"

...What evil-wolf-husband?

blinked, confused for a second, then it hit

terrible

could stop it. It was surprising that Margaux knew about Rebecca's book, but it also lightened the mood a little.

a sly grin. "But some of us can still

again, her gaze probing. "So, he really gave

by side. When had he returned? Had he intentionally taken a different route to avoid me? The thought stung, but I pushed it aside, refusing to let it show. "I think so. It seems that way," I

always harsh with him, unforgiving. But recently, you've shown signs of

had a fight where I almost wanted to hit him over the head with that vase, if I had that choice," I said, nodding

why there's still hope for you two. Your emotions are still so tied to him. Every move he

for a moment and

who had been

observing the conversation, raised

and shook her

disapproval. "Excuse me, Miss

said,

"Can I just call you Margaux? Why are you so gossipy at such

not fazed in the least, her eyes still fixed on me,

thinking anymore. And honestly, it doesn't really matter. Men and women... they're just different. I don't need to figure out his reasons." Ashley's words echoed in

actually be

decision when I left for

ending with Jared had

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

up with wasn't something I

between us, the past already so ugly-if he could at least get back his childhood sweetheart, the one

even though I doubted she did. Regardless, I

that moment, she gave a long yawn, an indication that she was tired. "I'm sorry, but I'm just really exhausted," she said, her voice apologetic, as

it's getting late. We should head out," she said, glancing at her

and then I glanced at my wristwatch. "My supplier is running late, and I don't think I want to wait," added. Of course I was not going to wait, not after standing me up. What responsible person keeps a person they're meeting with waiting, with no call or text to

and

a common ground now, we made our way to the car parked outside. It was arranged by Harrisons, and had enough space