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

Knights in shining armor

(ARIELLE'S POV)

One of the drunken men seemed to recognize Jared. He whispered to the others, "Could these bitches know Smith?"

The second man scoffed, dismissing the idea. "Impossible. They must be some pathetic women trying to cling to the riches." His words were thick with condescension as he took a step closer, reaching for my arm. I jerked away, my voice rising in anger. "Take your hand off me!"

Jared froze. He turned slowly, his eyes narrowing as he scanned the situation.

I held my breath, desperate for him to intervene, praying he'd come to our rescue.

But I got the greatest shock of my life.

Jared barely glanced in our direction. His gaze was icy, detached-like we were invisible.

Oliver hesitated, his uncertainty clear, but Jared spoke first, his voice cool and calm.

"We just came out to get some air, Oliver." He motioned to the chaos without a flicker of emotion. "Don't get involved in something we don't know about."

I saw the tension in Oliver's shoulders as he clearly wanted to step in, but he didn't. He was frozen by Jared's indifference.

Jared didn't even spare us another glance. He turned toward the woman beside him, a face I still couldn't recognize, and then, as if we were nothing more than a passing inconvenience, he started to walk away. My heart somersaulted and sank in my stomach.

I felt my breath hitching, as my hands began to tremble. The sight of Jared, each step away from us, was like a dagger to my chest.

"Did...did he just walk away...?" Ashley stuttered beside me.

I couldn't respond as I found it hard to believe. But then, Jared finally turned his gaze towards us again, his expression unreadable now.

My chest tightened, refusing to believe he could leave us like this. I locked eyes with him, willing him to understand the danger, hoping he'd do something-anything-to help.

"Do we have any relationship that requires me to help you?" He asked, looking me up and down. "Tell me; who are you to me?"

moped in

I could respond, a loud voice boomed through

"Back off!"

Ashley's boss. Both men strode purposefully in pure black suits. Their presence was so commanding that I could feel Dwayne's fury radiating with every step. The moment they stepped forward, the three drunken men backed off immediately, their faces

aura of the Mafia was indeed

glanced at Ashley, whose eyes were wide, filled with fear and confusion. She kept looking over at

on our skin from the scuffle. It was nothing a few ice cubes couldn't fix. All things considered, we

worry. "Are you okay?" His eyes searched mine, scanning

tension in my body still too raw. "I'm fine," I said, though my voice didn't

groaned through gritted teeth. "I'm so sorry, Arielle.

"It's not your fault, Dwayne. You got here when it mattered. If you didn't, I don't know what would have happened. Those men..." My voice trailed off as I tried not to think of the harm they could have caused

safe now," he mumbled, caressing

if he'd never been there at all. I felt a cold emptiness where

gently, snapping me back to the present. "Let's get you two home," he said, his voice low but filled with

I glanced over at Ashley, who looked even more nervous now. She caught Roman's eye, and I could tell something was off. His gaze was focused

meet him?" I whispered to Dwayne, leaning closer so only he could

party I'm discussing business with tonight," Dwayne explained, his voice low. "When he arrived, he called Ashley several times, but she didn't answer. That's when he

and explanation. But that didn't matter now, all that did was

spoke up for the first time. "Use my car," he said, gesturing to a sleek

his voice firm. "Claire, drive the truck home." He tossed the keys to her, then motioned to Roman. "We'll

his driver already waiting. The door opened, and Dwayne helped us

settled into

the feeling of awkwardness that washed over

had us

me, his piercing eyes seeming to

myself avoiding eye contact with Dwayne instead gazing out the window as the cityscape rolled by. The tension inside the car was loud, and I didn't want to say a word. was still dazed from the encounter with Jared, and my emotions were scattered. The memory of his indifferent gaze lingered in my

it, her voice soft with frustration. "I'm sorry,

I paused, the anger still simmering inside me. "Just... don't put yourself in a situation like that again. Promise

said softly. "And I'm

giving a soft chuckle. "You're not useless,