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?"

I winced, my hope dashing to pieces as I moped in disbelief. My teeth clenched,

I could respond, a loud voice boomed

"Back off!"

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

aura of the Mafia was

at Ashley, whose eyes were wide, filled with fear and

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

"Are you okay?" His eyes searched mine, scanning for any sign of

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

teeth. "I'm so sorry, Arielle. I should have

blame himself, when he had actually rescued me. "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

now," he

turned to leave, I looked around, only to realize Jared was gone. He had vanished as if he'd never been there at all. I felt

nudged me gently, snapping me back to the present. "Let's get you two home," he said,

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

you meet him?" I whispered to Dwayne, leaning closer

"When he arrived, he called Ashley several times, but

winced inwardly, knowing that Ashley was in for a lot of scolding and explanation. But that didn't matter now, all that did was that we were out of harm's

first time. "Use my car," he said,

firm. "Claire, drive the truck home." He tossed the keys to her, then motioned

door opened, and Dwayne helped

settled into

help the feeling of awkwardness that

had us racing each

me, his piercing eyes seeming to

and I didn't want to say a word. was still dazed from the encounter

soft with frustration.

small smile. "It's okay. I'll never be mad at you." I paused, the anger still simmering inside me. "Just... don't put yourself in

"And I'm sorry for being useless just

shook my head, giving a soft chuckle. "You're not