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MR BILLIONAIRE'S REGRET: CHASING HIS IRRESISTIBLE WIFE She made it to the News.
(JARED'S POV)I was buried in work when Sofia’s call cut through the silence, pulling me from my focus.Ok what happened this time? When could she stop causing trouble? I sighed and suppressed my anger as I listened to her crying on the other end of the phone. She lived under my roof; her safety was something I couldn’t ignore. Now I knew that was my karma. I shut my laptop, grabbed my keys, and left.As I drove, I silently prayed that the accident was not as bad as she had explained over the phone. Halfway there, I hit a red light. Frustration gnawed at me as I tapped the steering wheel, waiting for it to change. That’s when my gaze drifted, scanning the surrounding cars. It was then I noticed a grey Audi beside me.This wasn't a rare model, but it looked particularly familiar somehow.Something stirred in me—Ashley’s car? But why would she be in this part of town? My eyes narrowed, curiosity taking hold. I leaned forward, trying to peer through the tinted window.There, in the pa
Last Updated : 2024-10-21MR BILLIONAIRE'S REGRET: CHASING HIS IRRESISTIBLE WIFE A different her.
(JARED'S POV) I blinked and went over the headline again, ensuring I was not reading wrong. But the words did not go away. They were there, as bold as ever. Then I swallowed hard, forcing my gaze down to the picture below, and my breath hitched. It was her. Arielle. The same lady at the airport. The same lady in Ashley's car. Little wonder I was drawn to her earlier in the traffic.How could I be so blind?Twice, in just a few days. At the airport, where I had felt that strange pull but brushed it off. In the car, where I tried to catch a glimpse, but she vanished before I could truly see her. Both times, I had let her slip away. The realization hit me like a ton of hot breaks, shattering my heart. How could tease fate trade me like this? I had thought I'd never see her again. But here she was.I stared at her picture, my heart pounding. Arielle. Back in town. Successful. Famous, even. Her name was splashed across the article, announcing her as the new ambassador chef for Ita
Last Updated : 2024-10-21MR BILLIONAIRE'S REGRET: CHASING HIS IRRESISTIBLE WIFE A taste of success
(ARIELLE'S POV)It was my first day back since returning home, and a sense of excitement and nervousness buzzed under my skin. Today, I’d be visiting my restaurant site and attending a pivotal meeting with delegates from the prestigious Paradiso Culinary Academy—my alma mater—for the ambassador endorsement I’d worked so hard to secure.This was a chance to shape the culinary world in ways I’d dreamed about during those long, challenging years in Italy.Excitement flowed through my veins as I thought about the benefits that came with the position –an expensive company car, fully funded insurance, and a hefty payroll that would get me rolling in a lot of dollar bills. The perks were nice.But what I craved was to leave a lasting mark on Paradiso’s menu, its identity, and its patrons. This was my stage, and I was ready to own it.I slipped into my tailored black dress, the fabric hugging my figure in all the right places. Simple, elegant. With nude makeup to highlight my features and a q
Last Updated : 2024-10-22MR BILLIONAIRE'S REGRET: CHASING HIS IRRESISTIBLE WIFE The chase
(Arielle's POV) I returned home finally, exhausted but fulfilled. My Mom and son were already waiting in the sitting room, and they sprung on me, yelling their felicitations as I walked in. "We saw the news!" Maverick exclaimed, jumping on me. "You're famous now, Mama." "Congratulations, my darling. I'm so proud of you," Mom said. I smiled, sharing in their happiness. "Thanks, guys." I walked to the couch and we all settled in it and I filled their eager ears with how my day went. But of course, I ensured to keep the accident and the encounter with Sofia's part out, so they don't freak out. After my narration, I excused myself as I was dying to shed the dress and accessories I had on my body. "Excuse me, you two," I said, rising to my feet. "I need to shower and rest a little." "Dinner will be ready soon," my Mom reminded me. I nodded, grateful for the brief reprieve. Once inside my bedroom, I peeled off my dress, craving comfort. The hot water in the shower felt like a
Last Updated : 2024-10-23MR BILLIONAIRE'S REGRET: CHASING HIS IRRESISTIBLE WIFE The promised protection.
(ARIELLE'S POV)After driving for a while, I finally brought the car to halt at a spot I considered safe and tried to catch my breath. My hands shook uncontrollably on the steering wheel, while my heart thudded fast like it would jump out of my chest.I tried to calm down, else I might not be able to drive myself home in that state. Taking slow, deep breaths, I tried to get a grip on myself. Panic tried to press in on me, but I pushed aside the feeling. I can't have a panic attack, no, not here.After a few minutes, my heart rate slowed down to normal, and my hands steadied. Satisfied that I was okay to drive again, I turned the car back on, and resumed driving home, my senses now on high alert.As I drove, I grew increasingly anxious, as I tried to figure why someone would follow me. It didn't add up, and intermittently, I looked at the rearview mirror to ensure the person was not behind me.Each glance revealed nothing suspicious, but I still had to be extra careful. I couldn't ris
Last Updated : 2024-10-24MR BILLIONAIRE'S REGRET: CHASING HIS IRRESISTIBLE WIFE A potential shareholder.
(JARED'S POV) My phone rang, breaking the silence in my office. I glanced at the screen to see my investigator's name flashing. "Talk to me," I answered. "Do you have an update?" "Yes, I do," he replied and hesitated. "Go on," I urged. "Unfortunately, I was unable to trail her to her house. She noticed I was following her and she made me lose her." My jaw clenched and my grip on the phone tightened. "Is all you do is give excuses?" I snapped. "Calm down, Sir. Please, hear me out," he pleaded. I exhaled, forcing myself to remain silent and let him continue. "I was unable to follow her to her house as planned yesterday, but I managed to get the address of her restaurant." "Her restaurant?" I repeated, my interest piqued. "Yes, she's building her restaurant, and it's opening next week." I sat up straight on the chair now. "Send me the address." After the call ended, I reclined back on my chair, lost in thought. Arielle was not just back; she was setting up her own restauran
Last Updated : 2024-10-24MR BILLIONAIRE'S REGRET: CHASING HIS IRRESISTIBLE WIFE A bit of entertainment
(ARIELLE'S POV)My restaurant, A and M, an initial for Arielle and Maverick, had finally opened its doors to the public the previous day, and today, I was hosting a meeting with potential shareholders of my restaurant. The response and turnout has been overwhelming, and I was excited to discuss the future of my business with these interested individuals.A number of them had arrived, and a few were on their way. The meeting wouldn't start without them, and besides, it wasn't yet time for the meeting, so the wait was worth it.The entrance door went open, and I already knew it was one of the interested individuals coming in, so I braced myself and put on a smile, ready to welcome whomever it was with a smile, like I had done to the others.The figure walked in, and the smile on my face faltered. I froze, eyes widening and mouth almost hanging open. What the hell in Hades was happening here? My head exclaimed, as I locked eyes with the newcomer.No way! Jared?Against my will, my eyes
Last Updated : 2024-10-24MR BILLIONAIRE'S REGRET: CHASING HIS IRRESISTIBLE WIFE That woman was gone.
(JARED’S POV)I blinked at her words. Huh, what entertainment? When I decided to come here, I knew talking to her wasn't going to be a walk in the park. What was I expecting, that she would warm up to me on the first day we met, three years after I wronged her?She looked... different. More than different. She was stunning, radiant in a way I couldn’t put into words. There was a new confidence about her, something in the way she held herself—stronger, more self-assured. Her hair was shorter than I remembered, but it suited her. Her features were sharper, more mature, like she’d left the softer version of herself behind when I walked out of her life.Still, I didn't expect her outright resentment. It seemed like she hated me so much now, down to hating sharing the same space and air with me, and the realization of that broke my heart more than I expected.But I was not going to back down.I had accosted her as the meeting ended, but she had been really unreceptive until she received
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(Jared’s POV)I knew I had to get out of here before the situation grew worse. The frenzy was growing by the seconds, with Sofia's mother still yelling and weeping, throwing accusations at me left and right.I tried to step away amidst the crowd of reporters swarming around me, but they were relentless, shoving the mics close to my mouth, asking questions, and urging me to answer "Mr. Smith, is it true you drove your fiancee to attempt suicide?" One reporter asked, her voice loud and accusatory.“No. That’s not true.” I refuted simply, struggling to keep my composure. Every word I spoke felt like it was being twisted, and the situation was only getting worse. The best choice was to shut up.I pulled out my phone, my jaw clenched in frustration and anger. I didn’t know what the Golds were playing at, but they wouldn’t get away with this. If they thought they could destroy my reputation with lies and scandal, they were gravely mistaken.Oliver picked up on the first ring. “What can I d
MR BILLIONAIRE'S REGRET: CHASING HIS IRRESISTIBLE WIFE Brewing scandal
(JARED'S POV) “Ma’am, you need to quiet down. You’re drawing so much attention to us,” Tiana rushed over to restrain her. “Let them hear! Let the world hear, Jared Smith, you wicked man!” Sofia’s mother screamed, her voice raw with grief and fury. “It’s your fault my daughter is in that ICU, fighting for her life! If anything happens to her, I swear to God, you will pay for this!” Her words were like a slap, each one stinging with a venom. I took a step back, trying to keep my own voice steady, trying to keep control. “Come on, ma’am, this isn’t the time for this. This isn’t the place for this kind of conversation.” “I’ll speak my mind whenever I damn well please, Jared!” she spat, her face twisted with anger. It was then that I saw him—the man standing at her side. Sofia’s father. I had no idea he was here. Wasn’t he supposed to be recovering from his illness? What was he doing here, in the same hospital as Sofia? Sofia’s father took off the oxygen mask he’d been holding against
MR BILLIONAIRE'S REGRET: CHASING HIS IRRESISTIBLE WIFE Hanging on a thread
(JARED’S POV.)The room was still covered in a cloud of smoke. I stood in a state of confusion, unsure whether to start cleaning the kitchen from the pan on the floor or the lump of burnt ginseng lying on the other side of the kitchen. Then there was the cooktop to clean out.Arielle shook her head and opened the windows wider to let out the smoke.“Oh yeah,” I cursed under my breath and beat her to open the sliding glass doors that led to the backyard.“What were you even cooking?” she asked, with an amused smile.“I was trying to cook some soup,” I replied like a child caught doing something silly.Dwayne, unbothered by the chaos, continued preparing his Caesar salad. “I told him to stick to stocks and shares, but he didn’t listen,” he chuckled, clearly finding this whole thing amusing.“This is all funny to you, right? Well, it’s all your fault. If you hadn’t riled me up I’d have kept my focus on the pan and none of this would have happened,” I pointed at him accusingly.Dwayne shr
MR BILLIONAIRE'S REGRET: CHASING HIS IRRESISTIBLE WIFE Kitchen chaos
(JARED’S POV)I couldn’t quite put what I was doing in the kitchen into the adequate words, but I felt my way through it. I pulled out a pan from the cupboard above me and placed it down on the cooktop. Moments later, Dwayne shuffled into the room.Arielle had fallen asleep on our watch— more like she’d asked us to give her space to rest from our bickering. It was always Dwayne instigating fights and bickering.“You’re not given up on seeking me out, huh?” I said to him with a little eye roll.He let out a scoff and walked past me to the other end of the kitchen. “You wish. I’m here for something better. You’re not worth my time,” he said.I bit back a sharp retort and pretended his words hadn’t sent a convulsing sting down my spine. He was clearly in the kitchen for some silly competition. But I was more than ready for him this time. Arielle was yet to touch either of our flasks which were cooling away in the fridge somewhere. So technically, we didn’t have any place making more food
MR BILLIONAIRE'S REGRET: CHASING HIS IRRESISTIBLE WIFE Rivals in care
(ARIELLE’S POV)I turned in my sleep. My left side was beginning to hurt from lying on it for too long. Morning sounds floated around me, and I dated a peek out the open window from my lying position. The lights hit my eye with such harshness that I shut them back and willed myself to go back to sleep. I was very grateful to be lying on my own bed, in my own room, under my own roof, far away from the smell of disinfectant and air freshener laced with a myriad of medicine smells. I felt nauseous at the mere thought. This felt good— being back in my room felt good.But apparently, fate had other plans because almost immediately I settled in for another round of sleep, the sound of the doorbell ringing through the house filled my ears and chased away whatever little tranquility I was trying to savor.The ringing didn’t stop no matter how hard I tried to will it away into nonexistence. I let out a weak sigh and gently threw the bed covers off my body. I swung my legs down to the floor wit
MR BILLIONAIRE'S REGRET: CHASING HIS IRRESISTIBLE WIFE Brothers at odds
(DWAYNE’S POV)I paused in my tracks as I took some moment to take in the sight before me. Arielle was sitting up on the bed, while Jared sat at the foot, feeding her. Scanning the room further, I realized there was no sign of Mrs Meyers and Maverick.Where could they be? But the sight before me wouldn't let me dwell much on the thought. It was hard to ascertain how I felt at the moment. The scene playing out before me was proof that all my efforts have been wasted. I briefly stared down at the food package in my hand, and for a moment, I wanted to match over to Jared and haul him away from her.That was supposed to be me. How come he was here this early, earlier than I was? From the look of things, it seemed I wasn't the only one who had the plan of returning early to the hospital this morning.If only that traffic that occurred on my way here didn't happen, I probably wouldn't be in this position. And Jared wouldn't be having the time of his life smirking at me triumphantly.“I dou
MR BILLIONAIRE'S REGRET: CHASING HIS IRRESISTIBLE WIFE In the light of the morning
(JARED'S POV)"Are you in that much hurry to get rid of us?" I asked Maverick, raising a brow as I tried to stifle a grin. He chuckled, his eyes sparkling with more mischief. "Maybe. My mommy needs rest and she doesn't need two bodyguards watching over her."Dwayne and I exchanged puzzled looks. What was this kid saying? We were trying to protect his mother, not guard her like prisoners. As if on cue, Mrs Meyers, who was almost dozing off on her seat, stirred and opened her eyes. She tiredly stretched her arms, and then her eyes landed on us."It's time for you two to leave," she announced, her voice gentle but firm. "You should go home, freshen up, and have a change of clothes and proper meals. I appreciate you both coming, but I just have to insist that you leave."Dwayne and I protested in unison. "We're fine–" but she held up a hand, cutting us off."I mean it, you two. You can't stay here all night. Besides, I'm sure you both have work to attend to tomorrow." She glanced at t
MR BILLIONAIRE'S REGRET: CHASING HIS IRRESISTIBLE WIFE The path to recovery
JARED’S POV)I arrived at the office, intent on doing a little work before returning to the hospital. But concentration never felt like a Herculean task like it felt for me today. The more I tried to focus on work, the more my mind remained restless. My thoughts kept drifting back to Arielle, wondering if she was okay. And the other times, it wandered to Oliver, and if he has been able to get the drug from Sofia.Two hours later, as I sat behind my laptop, fiddling with the keys, Oliver returned. "I got the drug," he said, his face in a smile as he walked in and closed the door behind him.I sat up in my chair, my eyes conveying my curiosity. "That easy?" I asked, my tone skeptical.He sighed, taking a seat in front of my desk. "Miss Sofia refused at first–wouldn't even open the door," he explained. "But then Miss Tiana intervened, spoke to her privately for a while and that did the trick because the next minute, she walked out smiling, the drug in her hand."I frowned, my eyes dilat
MR BILLIONAIRE'S REGRET: CHASING HIS IRRESISTIBLE WIFE A lead on the drug
(JARED’S POV) I lowered my head in remorse, and when I stole a glance at Dwayne, he had the same sober look on. Fair enough, I wasn't the only one facing the brunt of Mrs Meyer's chastisement. I tried to say something, to apologize for our juvenile display at least, but Dwayne beat me to it. "Umm...we will go get some fresh air," he said, his voice collected. "We will give you and Arielle some space." My brows knitted in a frown, as I felt the urge to snap and demand why he'd decide for us both. But I got in touch with my emotions real quick, taking an inward breath as I realized he was right. We're both grown men, and this wasn't the time for us to be at each other's throats. Not when Arielle was ill. We owe her that respect and decorum. So I nodded at Mrs Meyers in agreement. "Yeah, well step out now." She rolled her eyes, eyeing us both. "You had better." We took that as a cue and simultaneously turned for the door, but we bumped into each other as we went. I shot Dwayne a dir
