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

Secrets and silence

JARED'S POV

secrets were better left unsaid because of the impact they bore.

As I walked, Arielle's cabin my destination, the weight of the conversation I had with Mrs Meyers settled heavily on my shoulders. I couldn't imagine how hard it must have been for Mrs. Meyers to bear such a secret all these years if it was this hard for me. Indeed, some I soon rounded the corner leading to Arielle's cabin, but I was stunned to find Dwayne squatting at the entrance, his eyes fixed intently on the floor. I felt curious immediately and slowed my pace, trying not to startle him.

"What are you doing here?" I demanded, trying to keep the suspicion in my voice away.

He looked up at me, his expression unreadable. "Arielle said she's resting and she asked me not to come in."

I raised an eyebrow, intrigued by his response. "So you're just sitting here waiting for her?"

He shrugged, seemingly unbothered by my question. "Yep, pretty much," he replied, looking away.

I glanced at him, hesitating for a moment. I was unsure if I should share what I had just learned with him, but something about his demeanor made me think he might already know more than he was letting on. After all, it was he who asked me to go to the security room, and I think it was a cue to see and hear things for myself. But I decided to ask anyway.

"So, about Mrs Meyers, you know what's going on, don't you?" I asked, lowering my voice slightly.

shrugged nonchalantly, his expression still unchanging. "Figured out

it was better to keep shut and leave things that way. Instead,

I replied. "I need to talk

opened. To my

He squealed, his eyes sparkling with

buddy," I responded, trying to mask

as she brushed past me. "Great, just what we need," she mumbled

me, making a mental note to make plans on how to win her over. Outside, I could hear her and Dwayne whispering to each

their words. Whatever conversation they had was none of my business, and I had no intentions to make it one.

he was around, and it was a shame that I was unable to interact with him

chest. Children are so innocent and blemish-free. Look at him al excited to see me, despite being ignored by me earlier at dinner. I'm sorry, son; I hope I get things sorted out so I can finally

down at him, ruffling his hair fondly. "I'm happy to

all.

in it, eyes closed and chest rising and falling with each deep breath. She looked tired, yet calm and innocent. My chest clenched as I recalled all that happened earlier. She doesn't deserve it, doesn't deserve anything bad at Mustering enough courage, I stopped in front of her. Her eyes fluttered open

and took a deep breath before speaking. "Arielle, can I talk to you for a

"All right."

to her in the bed. "Firstly, I wanted to apologize about Sofia. I'm really sorry about what happened." Surprisingly she shook her head, her expression softening. "It's okay, Jared. I don't blame