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

Unraveling

(JARED'S

POV)

mockery that couldn't be missed.

As much as I hated Dwayne's guts, I knew thanking him was the right thing to do. But his lips curled into a cold smile that never got to his eyes. "What, are you thanking me as her ex-husband? Or as the guy trying to win her back?" He said the words with a note of My jaw clenched, and I felt my face heat up with anger. What was funny about what I just said? "You're something else, you know that?" I muttered under my breath, trying so hard not to lose my cool. But it was hard to ignore Dwayne, not when he was deliberately being annoying.

But he didn't seem to want to back down anytime soon. He let out a mirthless laugh, one that triggered me further. "And you're an idiot, little brother. You're so focused on juggling the mess with all those women around you that you miss what's right in front of you." I felt a surge of anger at his words, but I still forced myself to stay calm. I can't keep letting him get under my skin. Seeing that I was unfazed by his words, his expression hardened.

"I'm not like you," he said, condescending. "Among all the things and people I care about in this world, Arielle tops the list. I never for once second-guessed the depth of my feelings for her."

Against my wish, those particular words got to me. They felt like arrows targeted at my gut, but I fought hard to brush them off. I didn't want to give Dwayne the slightest inkling that he had struck a chord.

Realizing that I had no intention to indulge him, he glared at me once more, before turning around and leaving. In his absence, I was left to wallow in my thoughts. I stood rooted to the spot, the gravity of his words sinking in.

I know I should write them off as merely provocative words, but something in my head refused to let them go and they lingered. Fighting to regain control of my emotions and spiraling thoughts, I looked around the room, the silence of being alone, as there was no single soul around now, pressing on me.

Ashley, and Mrs Meyers stuck together, it was unusual not to see her during the commotion. Not especially when she was always looking out for Arielle

Something was certainly not adding up. I thought about asking Arielle, but

was another story altogether; she was unlikely to tell me anything, given her loyalty to Arielle and her distrust of me. That left me

about anything at all. He'd been a thorn in my side since the moment I have known him, like all he lived for

since after dinner..." I hesitated for a moment, rethinking my decision, and quickly hit send before I changed my mind. I wasn't sure if Dwayne was going

screen as I willed him in my heart to respond. Finally, my phone dinged, and I exhaled in relief when I saw his name show up. His message was straightforward, yet confusing. "Check the

reading

What did he mean? Was

some kind of trouble? I felt a wave of nausea and anxiety bit me, at the thought, and I quickly shoved my phone in my pocket as I made my way to the security room. Along the way, I asked a few crew members for directions, my heart

was greeted by a dimly lit room filled with monitors and computers. I felt a sense of growing unease as I scanned the room, my eyes searching for Mrs. Meyers. But she was nowhere

not to bite the flesh in my inner jaw. Can Dwayne ever stop playing games with me? Lying about Mrs Meyer's whereabouts and stringing me all the way here was anything but funny. He could have just stated that he didn't want to

around to leave, but the CCTV footage playing on one of the monitors at the corner of the room caught my attention. The rest were blank, save for that one, and my curiosity instantly got

storm rose in my chest. Sofia was on the screen swapping the nameplates on the doorposts of

just trying to put Arielle in trouble. Even though I already figured all of these out, it was more infuriating to watch how

I

more riled up with each passing minute by watching Sofia. Turning to leave again, something caught my attention again. The video of Sofia playing had stopped and was now replaced with another one, à live footage, meaning the incident