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

Unyielding

(ARIELLE'S POV.)

His words hung in the air. He leaned in a little closer, his expression intense. I could feel my cheeks flush, and I hated myself for it. His words were like an emotional punch to the gut, stirring up feelings I wasn't ready to face. I watched him carefully as he waited for my reaction, searching my eyes like he was looking for some sign of hope.

Finally, I exhaled, a deep sigh escaping me. "If that's all, Jared... You can leave now."

I was stunned by the calmness of my own voice. But my reaction pales in comparison to Jared's look of confusion. He was in utter shock. He narrowed his eyes at me as if focusing on me would wake him up from an ugly trance.

His face was the literal picture of shock, his eyes wide as saucers, his lips hanging apart from each other as he stared at me.

His eyebrows knitted in frustration. "Why? What do you mean, Arielle? Did you hear a word of all I just said? I explained everything clearly!"

I nodded as impassively as possible, my hands clasped together as I reclined in my seat. "Yeah. I heard you, Jared," I nodded.

He looked more in disbelief as if he had somehow been expecting that I hadn't heard a word he'd said by some stroke of chance. Maybe he'd imagined the entire scene. But my confirmation only stunned him further.

"Then why are you acting this way, Arielle?" he cried in frustration, his voice cracking from the weight of a dozen emotions. His face was a mask of pain and he didn't try to hide it being his usual façade of manliness. "I love you, Arielle. Can't you see? Please.. all I ask is for a second chance," he said passionately. His chest rose and fell heavily and his eyes were glazed over with what I could imagine to be tears. But my mind was made up already and my mouth remained shut.

(JARED'S POV.)

air became too thin to draw small breaths. I adjusted the knot of my tie for the umpteenth time again. I was faced with everything I had feared coming back into Arielle's office. The atmosphere was

to be moved, maybe even happy. But the impassivity of her facial expression was heart wrenching. I couldn't tell what she felt. If any of my words had touched her. If she even believed anything I'd just said. I was a mess of confusion and frustration. And boiling anger. I gritted my teeth and forced myself to

in her chair. I could almost imagine for a second that when she'd sat up, her expression shifted to reveal the softness

firm and calm when she spoke again, like that of a school

a second chance. What would that entail, Jared? What does that mean to you?" she inquired and I realized she didn't expect me to explain right away. I couldn't anyway. Maybe it was the intensity of her gaze. But I

Probably share a roof with you as well... Marry you again to make your family happy.. Should I

that to stop. As for my friends.. Don't you have any friends, Arielle? Come on.. Not everyone in my life is damned lunatic!" I sighed in exasperation, my throat itching with emotions.

can handle any of this. But I promise... I'll never make the same mistakes again. Never," I said with such passion a

of indifference. "It's not about the past, Jared," she

wrong with us... why it can never work. Do you even see me as your equal? You claim to love me wit all the conviction in the world, but how come it's so easy for you to make decisions about my own life without even first finding

Jared? You claim you don't want to break any more hearts but you're just so blind to the number of hearts you'd crash with this silly move. Have you thought about

of mercy. It was almost like she'd sworn not to listen to a word I'd said. At least not a in the way that I'd meant for her to listen and understand.

slammed my hands hard down on the desk. "But that's not your

Arielle, is for you to come back to me. That's all that matters. Everything

Arielle began so softly, her tone pierced a dozen times deeper than if she'd raised her voice to speak. "I used to cherish those three years of marriage. I remember forgiving you over and over. I let you and Sofia clinch every bit of my patience like it belonged to you both..." "And I've apologized for that already!" I threw my hands in the air in

Jared. Let me speak too," she said and paused. I looked away and bit down on

my patience on countless occasions, all for a sliver of hope. Now, I have Maverick. I'm responsible

thing. Maverick is my son too! I would never let him get hurt,"

exactly why we're better