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.

on you this time?" She asked, her

you know what our relationship is?" I asked, trying to sound

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

...What evil-wolf-husband?

blinked, confused for a second, then it hit

has terrible

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

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

serious again, her gaze probing. "So, he

Jared and Sofia, now walking away together, side 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.

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

We just had a fight where I almost wanted to hit him over the head with that vase, if

Your emotions are still so tied to him. Every move

a moment and didn't know what to

had been

observing the conversation, raised

and shook

disapproval. "Excuse me, Miss

said, her

just call you Margaux? Why are you so gossipy at such a

in the least, her eyes still fixed on me, waiting

smile. "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 different. I don't need to figure out his reasons." Ashley's words

actually

my decision when I left for abroad

had been decided

it was nothing more than a fleeting mistake. Just a

wasn't something

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 what hurt she'd

even though I doubted she did. Regardless, I was

she was tired. "I'm sorry, but I'm just really

"Yeah, it's getting late. We should head out,"

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

and the

parked outside. It was arranged by Harrisons, and had