(ARIELLE'S POV)I watched Jared pause, his eyes widening like saucers, and almost bulging out of their sockets. But I was not fazed, I still wanted to hear his response.“W…what did you say?” He asked, seconds later, the look of shock still on his face.“Do you still want to be with her?” I went on. When I said “her,” he knew exactly who I was referring to.“Pardon me, but you're not being coherent.”“Fine, I will spell it out to you!” I exclaimed. I was suddenly bored and wanted to cut to the chase. “These days, I have been doing a lot of thinking, and have figured out some things. If you still can’t let go of Sofia, then I will set you free to be with her. I will not stand in the way of you being with your longtime sweetheart. We will part ways amicably, and if you two want, I can give my blessings.”“What in Hades' name are you talking about!” Jared exploded, rising to his feet. His warm blue eyes have now turned icy, and his Adam's apple bubbled. “Who is feeding you with these i
(ARIELLE'S POV)“You don't mean it!” Ashley exclaimed over the phone. “I can imagine the look of shock on her face.”The instant I got to the office and settled in, I got on a call with Ashley to fill her in on the event of the morning. She was surprised and happy, and it reflected in her cheerful laughter.“For a moment, I feared she was going to lunge at me in anger. She was so shocked. I guess being turned down when she was used to having her way was not such a good experience for her.”“I know, right? Jared deserves a pat on the back. He should do that often. Let her know she can't always have her way,” Ashley squealed. “I wish he could continue this way,” I said, my voice suddenly losing some of its brightness. “It hurts to see him fluctuate all the time. This time he's defending me, the other, he's doing all her biddings.”“Come on, don't be like that. Didn't you say he was remorseful last night and apologized?”“He did, but–”“No buts, Arielle Smith. I'm sorry to have suggeste
(ARIELLE'S POV)Jared and I paused, exchanging surprised glances.“What's that sound?” I asked, fear now crawling into my features.“I don't know–” Jared started to say, but paused like he recalled something. And then he was sprinting into the house , yelling “Sofia!” I was stunned for a moment, but followed suit. We ran until we got to the sitting room, panting, and there was Sofia, lazily draped on the couch, watching a movie.“Have you lost it, Sofia?” I bellowed before I could stop myself. “What was the screaming for?”She didn't utter a word, instead she sized me up before returning her gaze to the TV. She didn't acknowledge Jared's presence too, I guess she was still mad at him for turning her down in the morning.“Sofia, you're being spoken to.” Jared began, his voice bearing a tinge of irritation. “Why will you scream that loudly?”Sofia finally looked at Jared, her gaze scornful. “And what does it matter to you?”“You made us fear for your safety –Arielle and I,” Jared res
(ARIELLE'S POV)Jared paused, and there was a momentary silence. “Why?” He finally asked.“Because I don't want to. You can go with Sofia, I'm sure she will be glad to take up the offer.”“But Sofia is not my wife, Arielle,” he protested. “You are.”“I have been questioning that lately as I no longer know my stance in your life. You let her do things and get away with them like she's the mistress here.”“Hey,” Jared called and approached me on the bed. “I'm sorry–”“That's the problem!” I exclaimed, threw the sheets off, and sat up. “All you say is sorry, sorry, and sorry. Yet, you make no efforts to change. I am sick and tired of listening to your apologies. You know why? Because your actions still repeat themselves.”“Arielle, she's pregnant–”“And that means her excesses should be condoned? You know what? I don't want to talk about Sofia anymore, because lately as husband and wife, we can't even talk without her being the subject of discussion. Good night, Jared," I said, and threw
(ARIELLE'S POV)“Shit! We're gonna be late,”Jared cussed as he threw his shirt on.I laughed heartily, watching him whine like a kid. “Well, if you've not been so needy in the bathroom, we wouldn't be late,” I teased.“You can't blame me, dear wife. You're just too irresistible,” he said, and I sucked my lips in to stop myself from blushing. I tried not to recall the sex in the shower, as it would make me blush more. Jared had suggested a quickie, and we ended going two rounds, and was almost on the third if not for my timely intervention.“Well you have to learn to,” I said and approached him, giving him my back. “Here, help with my zip.”You look lovely in this red dress,” Jared complimented as he worked on the zip.“Thank you–” I made to say, but gasped, when I felt his fingers trail my back.“We could ditch the party, what do you say?” He whispered.“I say that you zip my dress and keep your hands to yourself.”He scoffed. “You didn't have to ruin the fun.”I laughed as he zipped
(ARIELLE'S POV)My face fell as I scanned the empty space, realising that Jared and Sofia had gone in without me. I didn't have a problem with Sofia, but I did have one with Jared.I was his wife, and weren't couple's supposed to arrive at an event together? Hesitating for a moment, I contemplated going in on my own or calling Jared to come lead me inside.I felt really nervous walking into the bar without Jared, because despite being his wife for three years, I had never met his classmates and friends, mainly because I was busy with work, or an opportunity never presented itself.After a few seconds of indecisiveness, I decided to walk in alone. I took a deep breath, smoothed my dress, squared my shoulders and made for the entrance door.As I pushed open the door, the sounds of laughter and banter welcomed me, and I was immediately hit by the smell of expensive perfumes and alcohol.Woa! This was definitely a reunion for people that matters, I decided. I scanned the room, my eyes adj
(ARIELLE'S POV)The man's eyes dilated in shock, his mouth hung open. "You're...you're Jared's wife?" He stuttered.His partner looked equally surprised. "What? No way!"The first seemed to regain his composure, the surprised look on his face now replaced with a sly grin. "You think you can fool us, huh?" He asked, casting me a mocking look. "You're just one of those ladies crushing on Jared, and wishing for his love so badly."I gave off a low laugh, amused by the man's Ignorance. "Oh, really?" I asked, pulling out my phone. "Let me show you something, then."I unlocked my screen, revealing a photo of Jared and me on our wedding day. We were beaming with smiles, our arms wrapped around each other.The two men's eyes bulged as they took in the image. They gasped in unison, their faces paling.I winked at them, satisfied with the priceless look on their faces. "I think that settles it," I said, tucking my phone back into my purse.With that, I turned and walked away, feeling the eyes o
(ARIELLE'S POV)Gasps of shock rented the hall as Jared delivered blows upon blows on the man, that for a moment I feared he would kill him. I was stunned to see Jared in such a position; because for all the years we've been married, never for once had I seen him engage in a verbal exchange not to mention a physical scuffle with someone.I was appalled at the sight of his now red eyes, clenched fists and tightened jaws. His hair was now ruffled, and a button of his shirt had fallen off, giving him a wild and dangerous look.Regaining composure, I screamed at the people who stood on the side, watching two men fight without making any move to stop them. "Stop them!" But no one moved; it seemed like they were all scared to offend Jared."Are you all deaf? Stop them, please," I yelled. At this point, my eyes had grown misty at how battered the other man looked. Jared, on the other hand looked okay, save for his missing shirt button, scattered hair, and rumpled shirt.When no one made any