Mr Billionaire's Regret Chasing His Irresistible Wife (Jared and Arielle) novel Chapter 188

(ARIELLE’S POV)

My eyes trailed after Sofia as she rose from the table. The sudden twist of plans had taken a very hard toll on her and I knew she’d gone into the bathroom to pour out her heart.

I almost felt bad for her. Almost. But the air in the room was growing unbearably awkward, and I needed to leave as soon as possible. I quickly nudged Ashley in the side, silently signaling that it was time to go.

“We’ll be taking our leave now,” I said and kicked back my seat. Ashley followed suit and picked up her purse from the table.

“Oh… but we’re not done speaking yet, my dear,” Mrs. Smith said nicely.

“Yes, we don’t know if we have your blessing yet,” Tiana chimed in, her wide eyes looking at me innocently. She put her hand on Jared’s on the table and I could see an unmistakable restraint— just the tiniest bit— from Jared.

For a moment, I couldn’t help but feel a flicker of annoyance. Tiana reminded me of a spoiled child throwing a tantrum.

I pushed the feeling aside and forced a smile. “I don’t owe Jared anything. And he doesn’t owe me. You don’t owe me anything either so I don’t think I owe you my blessings. And frankly, I don’t think it’s of much consequence to either of you.”

I saw the blood rush up to her face even though she struggled to keep her smile intact.

“Thanks for the meal, Mrs. Smith. We’ll speak with you on a later date about the arrangements for my friend’s family business,” I nodded to Jared’s mother.

“Of course. As long as my terms are met, Arielle. Your car’s around the corner. A guard will hand you the keys on your way out. Take care of yourself,” Mrs. Smith said.

“Take care of yourself too,” I said and turned around to leave. A thick set man, nearly as tall as the pillars of the house, was waiting outside to give us my car keys.

“I didn’t ruin anything in your little car,” he reassured with a playful wink as he handed the keys over to me. I nodded in embarrassment and walked over to my car.

“What a day,” Ashley sighed as she went around to the passenger side. I unlocked the car doors and just as I was about to open the driver’s side and step in, I felt a sharp grip on my wrist.

I looked up to find Jared and a wave of goosebumps sprouted along the length of my arm. His face was set in thin bard lines and his eyes were determined—and dangerous.

“Hey!” I screamed in unison with Ashley who’d jumped down from the car and was coming around to help.

“Come with me,” he said and forcefully pulled me off the car with an ease that replaced my fear with irritation.

“Let me go!” I protested with great struggle. But Jared wasn’t moved by my little slaps and scratches. He didn’t seem fazed by any of it.

“Hey! Jared, let her go! Let her go, you bloody psycho!” Ashley screamed from behind and rushed to my aid. She threw a series of rapid punches on his back and that seemed to catch his attention.

He turned around and sneered at Ashley like a dangerous animal and she stood back momentarily, her stance now hesitant.

“Jared, you’re hurting me.. If you don’t let me go..,” I squirmed as I tried to break free from his vice-like grip.

Jared pulled me into himself, holding me close to his body against my protest and he looked into my eyes with raw intent. His voice went low as he bent to speak. “We have to talk, Arielle. That’s all I wanna do. Stop fighting.”

“Hey,” Ashley snapped from behind. “If you don’t let her go this instant, I’ll …,” she threatened.

Jared turned around sharply, his face set in an ice cold glare. “If you don’t get away from us, you can as well kiss your uncle’s business goodbye. Trust me. I don’t bluff. Think I’d listen to my mum? You’re joking,” he said.

Ashley stood still, her face clouded in uncertainty as she sized Jared up. She had her fists clenched by her sides and her chest rose and fell heavily with effort.

“It’s okay, Ash. I’ll take care of this. Just wait by the car.” I said. “Come on, go,” I repeated when she remained standing.

“Don’t try anything stupid,” she said as a final warning before turning around with a loud scoff.