All Chapters of MR BILLIONAIRE'S REGRET: CHASING HIS IRRESISTIBLE WIFE: Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

(ARIELLE'S POV)He flashed a charming smile my way, and I felt my heart skip. Can he stop with the annoying boyish charms already?Rebecca and Stephen returned the greeting, taking their seats respectively. I followed suit, trying to compose myself. "Today's session will be the last we're having, as you all know," Jared began, his eyes scanning the room. “But before we get into today's teaching, let's go over the ones we have learned all this while.”And we delved right into it. A few minutes and a brief review of our past lessons later, Rebecca let out an exaggerated sigh. "I have to admit, I’ve learned so much in such a short time," she muttered, her tone genuine.Jared grinned, throwing me a quick, knowing glance that I pretended not to notice.Stephen, on the other hand, rolled his eyes and hissed at Rebecca. "Are you trying to say that all the wisdom I have shared in the past was a waste? I’ve imparted you with endless knowledge but you always let it go through one ear and out

(ARIELLE'S POV)The drive to the Harrison beach house was quiet and a bit long. The driver barely spoke, keeping the ride uneventful. After an hour, we arrived at a massive iron gate, which opened immediately as the car stopped. The driver pulled into the driveway and parked."Here, let me help you," he offered, gesturing to my bag after we alighted.I handed it over with a smile. "Thank you." As we walked, I took in the breathtaking surroundings. The beach house stood amidst towering palms swaying in the cool night breeze, the sound of waves creating a soothing melody in the background. The air carried a mix of salt, sand, and blooming flowers, while the moonlight cast an ethereal glow over the scene.Soon, the ship came into view, and it was nothing short of stunning: a sleek, white vessel with Harrison’s family name engraved on its side. The driver helped me aboard, where a group of smiling crew members greeted me with polite bows."Welcome aboard, Ma’am," one of them said, takin

(JARED'S POV)I left Arielle's office basking in the fulfillment and satisfaction. Seeing her eyes light up when she received the gift made every moment worth it. I replayed the scene over and over again in my head, her fingers tracing the outline of the sculpture, her voice slightly trembling as they conveyed her gratitude. It was a peak moment, one that I wouldn't forget in a hurry.Deep down, I wish I could spend more time with her, but I had to see my Mom. She had called earlier, asking to see me, citing that she had something important to discuss with me. Now, as I drove towards the mansion's direction, I hoped it was as important as she made it sound because she has a history of exaggerating things and making them more ambiguous than they actually were.Soon, I pulled into the compound, and I didn't bother parking in the garage as I figured I'd be leaving soon. I go inside, have the "important" discussion with Mother, say hi to Nana Jean, and I'll be on my way. Easy peasy.I got

(JARED’S POV)I turned around with the bottle of wine in my hands and found Tiana looking at me with knowing eyes. She’d caught me staring, and I had to avert my gaze quickly.Much later in the day, the sailor turned the yacht around for the beach house. We didn’t encounter the other yacht on the way back. I kept hoping we’d run into them at some point so I could see Arielle again. But that didn’t happen, so I decided to call herThe phone rang for a while without an answer until she finally picked up.“Hello. Arielle?” I said tentatively.“Hello, little brother,” Dwayne’s voice came through the speaker. I felt my blood boil with anger at the sound of his voice.“Where’s Arielle? Why are you answering her phone?” I demanded.“Relax. She’s having a swell time with the others. It’s her birthday tomorrow so we’re treating her to a nice time,” he said. I could hear the smile in his voice. “Did you forget it was her birthday, little brother?”Of course! I mentally face-palmed myself. I did

(ARIELLE'S POV)My first reaction when Margaux broke the news to me was that of disbelief. I sat frozen in the lounge chair, my widened eyes fixed on her as she delivered the news."I'm sorry, but my Dad has extended a dinner invitation to the Langleys and their visitors," she announced; her face was a picture of anger and frustration, one that conveyed her disapproval of her father's decision."By 'visitors,' you’re not telling me it’s...?" I trailed off, dreading the answer."Yes, Jared Smith," Margaux finished."Why would he do that?" I blurted out, finally snapping out of my initial shock. But as the words left my mouth, I felt a flutter in my chest. It wasn’t the worst thing that could happen... but it was weirdly convenient. Jared just happened to be on the same ship? What were the odds?I glanced at Dwayne, looking for answers. Had I missed something? He just shrugged and gave me a wide, innocent grin, like he had no clue either."Oh, great! A perfect party ruined by one rotten