All Chapters of MR BILLIONAIRE'S REGRET: CHASING HIS IRRESISTIBLE WIFE: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

(ARIELLE’S POV)"No way! You actually spent the night with him? Just because of his grandmother?" Ashley's voice rang with disbelief."Shh! We didn’t sleep together, Ash!" I felt the heat rise to my cheeks at the memory of last night. "We just… stayed in the same room, that’s all."“Oh, sure," she teased. "So innocent. You know what that sounds like, right?"I rubbed my temples, trying to sound less flustered. "Ashley, do you have something important to talk about? It’s a busy morning here, and I thought you’d be drowning in work too.""Pff. I’m doing you a favor, breaking up your focus on all those orders. And if you even think about contacting him again, I’ll strangle you."Her laughter was infectious, and I found myself smiling, despite everything."Right," she went on, her tone shifting slightly, "remember that time I mentioned the whole Italian mafia thing?"I rolled my eyes. "Vaguely. You mean that fling you had with that ‘charming, dangerous man’? Marco, or…?""Keith," she corr

(JARED'S POV) “Why did you save me first this time?” Her question hit me like a jolt, slicing through the silence. She asked it so directly, as if it were a simple thing to answer. But I had no words for her. Not for this. What could I even say? Should I confess how my heart nearly stopped when Rebecca’s voice trembled over the phone, telling me Sofia was at the restaurant? How my mind had been a storm of dread as I drove, running red lights, my only thought was to get to her? Should I admit that I’d spent years wrapped in regret, haunted by the choices that led us here? When I saw Sofia holding her, willing to drag them both into death, I didn’t think. There was only one truth pulsing through me: I can’t lose you, Arielle. I couldn’t live with myself if I did. But now? Now I had no right to say any of that. My words felt hollow—especially when I thought of everything I’d done three years ago, all the ways I’d chosen wrong. And then there was Sofia, spinning tales about her pre

(ARIELLE'S POV)My last words were firm: “Don’t come any closer, Jared. I mean it.”He halted, his eyes misty. For a moment, I thought he'd defy me, but then he nodded and stepped back.Without another glance, I turned around and hurried off. I refused to look back, quickening my step along the hallway. My heart thudded in my chest, relief flooding my system when I finally reached the sanctuary of my hospital room.I shut the door behind me, leaning against it as I let out a shaky breath. The encounter with Jared has left me badly shaken and drained.My mind kept racing, as I couldn't get rid of the thoughts of what would happen now that Jared knew Maverick's paternity.Would he go to court and try to take him from me, especially as I have refused to let him into our lives? No way, my inner mother instincts instantly kicked in at the thought, and I vowed fiercely that no one would take my child from me.But as much as I was being optimistic, I couldn't rule out the fact that Jared's p

(ARIELLE’S POV) "Arielle, are you alright?" A voice asked, tapping my shoulder. I instantly jolted back to reality to find Rebecca standing by my side, a worried look on her face. "Yes, of course. Why?" She gave me a look that was both sympathetic and full of concern, her eyes soft. "You’ve been zoning out since you got here, Arielle. It’s okay if you’re not okay. You don’t have to pretend." Her words hit me like a wave, and I felt the knot in my chest tighten even further. I hadn’t been myself. Not since the call with Dwayne. His advice, the questions he’d raised—whether to tell Maverick the truth about his father’s identity, or keep it from him… I was still turning it all over in my head. "I’m fine. Really," I forced a smile, trying to brush it off, but I could feel how fake it sounded. Rebecca didn’t buy it. She tilted her head, looking at me carefully. "You’re not fine, boss. You should go get some rest. Really. You’ve been through so much lately. It’s okay to take a break

(JARED’S POV)Denzel Hernandez.The name hit me like a punch to the gut. The last person I wanted to hear from, not when my world was already falling apart. My grip on the phone tightened as anger surged through me—why the hell was he calling now?"Look, I don't know how you got my number, but I don't have time for your silly games," I snapped, ready to press the "end call" button."Oh, don't hang up, Jared," Denzel’s voice was as smooth as ever. "You'll want to hear what I have to say. Trust me on this."“What the hell do you want?”"Well you really should know. There’s a kid with me, I think his name is…Maverick?"My heart slammed against my ribs, the world narrowing to a single point. So it was him."You bastard! What have you done to him?" My voice was low and deadly, barely controlled. My grip on the phone threatened to crush it.“Nothing,” he said coolly. “At least not yet. There’s a small mole on his left earlobe huh?” "Denzel," I said, barely containing the venom in my words.