All Chapters of MR BILLIONAIRE'S REGRET: CHASING HIS IRRESISTIBLE WIFE: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

(JARED'S POV)"What do you think your mother wants to talk to us about?" Sofia asked, breaking the silence in the car.We were on the way to my mother's place for dinner the next day, and Sofia wouldn't stop worrying about the motive behind the invitation.I shrugged. "I don't know.""I hope it's not for something bad," she went on."Yeah, me too."We drove in silence for a few more moments until Sofia spoke up again. "Are you sure you're okay? Your mood hasn't been your best since you returned home yesterday.""I'm fine," I responded, keeping my eyes fixed on the road. There was no way I was going to tell her that I had been worried about Arielle since yesterday. No way. It was going to cause another rift.Sofia nodded and looked out the window.We soon arrived at my mother's house, and the butler was already waiting at the door to take our coats. My mother was a fan of having numerous staff with different job descriptions, unlike me, who liked my space."Welcome, sir, Madam," th

(JARED'S POV)Eight months—it’s been eight months, but it feels like an eternity. My life has spiraled in ways I never anticipated, and not for the better. Sofia and I... we were never meant to be. I see that now.What started as an escape—maybe from my own demons—has become another prison, one I built with my own hands. Regret gnaws at me, but it’s too late. Too late to fix what I’ve broken.The moment Sofia lost the baby, everything changed. I wasn’t ready for it—not for the life she carried, and certainly not for its loss. But as the weight of the grief sank in, I realized it wasn’t just her child I was mourning.It was the child I lost with Arielle.The one I could have had. The one I wasn’t there for.I can still hear Sofia’s voice from that day—shrill, desperate. It rings in my ears even now, haunting me in quiet moments.(Flashback)I was knee-deep in paperwork, trying to escape into the dull routine of the office when my phone buzzed on my desk. Sofia’s name flashed on the scr

(JARED'S POV) At the close of work, I packed up, ready to leave. I was reluctant to go home at first, but then, I had to if I didn't want Sofia to create another scene. And besides, I couldn't keep running away from my own house. On arriving home, Sofia welcomed me with a hug. I recoiled at her touch, I've been doing that lately. It amazed me how she could act normal after the stunt she pulled at my office earlier. "Hey, how was your day?" She asked, her voice dripping with fake sweetness that I could decipher. "Fantastic, all thanks to you," I responded sarcastically while moving toward the stairs. Her smile faltered, but she said nothing. I got inside my room, our room rather, because Sofia had insisted on moving in since we were engaged and soon to be married. Just then, my phone rang. It was my mother calling. "Hello, Mom," I answered. "My dear, how're you?" Her familiar soothing voice breezed in. "I'm fine, Mom. Just got back from work." "Alright. I have som

(Jared's POV)My hands trembled as I closed the diary, barely processing the words still echoing in my mind. Just then, I heard footsteps outside the door, snapping me out of my daze.The door creaked open, and Sofia strode in, her face already set in its usual frown. She stopped when she saw me, her eyes narrowing with suspicion."Sofia," I rasped, my throat tight, "we need to talk."She paused, eyebrows raised. "What’s this about?"I didn’t answer right away. Instead, I held up the diary. "Do you recognize this?"Her eyes flickered—recognition, maybe fear—but she quickly masked it with indifference. "No. Why would I?""I think you do," I said, my voice low but steady. "Look closer."She hesitated, taking the diary from my hands, her fingers brushing over the worn cover. "It’s just a diary, Jared." She pushed it back to me, dismissively. "Where did you find this?"I ignored her question. "Did you hide it?"Her eyes darted, the discomfort obvious now. "Why would I hide something like

(ARIELLE’S POV)"I didn't know how to tell you," I said softly. "It wasn’t something I hid on purpose. I was afraid of how the academy might react if they found out I was pregnant. I wasn't sure if they would still accept me."Dwayne’s expression grew somber, his eyes filled with a mixture of understanding and disappointment."Even me?" His voice was calm but carried a weight that made me feel small. "Arielle, we are friends. I know I have no right to demand anything from you, but you could’ve at least told me. I’d never rat you out, not if you were afraid of that."I looked down, "I'm sorry. I really did think of telling you, but… I didn’t know how you’d react. And honestly, what could you have done? You’re not a doctor, and you’re not a woman who can relate to pregnancy."He shook his head gently, his voice unwavering. "You don’t give me enough credit. I would’ve done anything to help you. You know I would’ve been there for you. Hell, I wouldn’t have even gone on that trip if I knew.