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.

up on you this time?" She asked, her blue

relationship is?" I asked, trying to sound surprised, but in the real sense, my voice bore a note of

just shrugged, like the topic wasn't one of great importance. "It's not that hard 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'," she added with a wink, a knowing smile spreading across

...What evil-wolf-husband?

blinked, confused for a second, then it hit me.

she really has terrible taste

it. It was surprising that Margaux knew about Rebecca's book, but it also lightened the mood a little. "You know about the book? And you immediately figured

the characters," Margaux said with a sly grin. "But some of us can still put two

serious again, her gaze probing. "So,

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. It seems that

were always harsh with him, unforgiving. But recently, you've shown signs of softening. At least, that's what it looked like to

hit him over the head with that vase, if I had that choice," I said, nodding toward the marble vase on the dinner

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 a second he couldn't see

moment

had been

observing the conversation, raised

eyebrows and shook

disapproval. "Excuse me, Miss

she said,

call you Margaux? Why are you so gossipy at such

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

thinking anymore. And honestly, it doesn't really matter. Men and women... they're

actually be

decision when I left for

Jared had been decided long

there, it was nothing more than

with wasn't something I should

at least get back his childhood sweetheart, the one he'd lost, it made sense that he'd

I doubted she did. Regardless, I was grateful that she didn't

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

in agreement. "Yeah, it's getting late. We

wait, not after standing me up. What responsible person keeps a person they're meeting with waiting, with no call or text to inform them about

and

our way to the car parked outside. It was arranged by Harrisons, and had enough