Mr Billionaire's Regret Chasing His Irresistible Wife (Jared and Arielle) novel Chapter 222

(ARIELLE'S POV)

I blinked in disbelief as I looked using Jarred, my eyes wide with wonder. "Espejo del Corazón?" I asked, my voice quivering. I wanted to be sure I was seeing right. The object I held in my hand felt like a beautiful illusion like I was dreaming.

Jared nodded, his smile affirming. "Yes."

My hands trembled as I turned the object in my hand meticulously, unable to still process what my eyes were seeing. It was the replica of the hand mirror Jared had gotten me on our second wedding anniversary. He had gone on a business trip to Mexico and brought it back as a gift. Unfortunately, he had accidentally broken it months later, and I had mourned its loss for so long. I thought it was gone forever, a precious memory lost as a result of a little negligence.

But here it was, back in my hands, shining with the same beauty and elegance I remembered. I felt different emotions hit me; joy, gratitude.

"How did you manage to get another one?" I finally managed to ask, my voice cracking with raw emotions.

His smile grew wider and he seemed pleased with my reactions. "After years of trying, I finally located the designer who created the mirror. Unfortunately, he had retired and was vacationing in the Caribbean," he paused to look at me, building the tension.

"But I pleaded with him to craft the mirror one last time. It was hard to convince him at first," Jared continued. "But he eventually gave in. He crafted it, and he was supposed to present it to you in person, but something came up, and I had to go pick it up myself."

I felt my throat go dry as I processed the effort Jared had put into replacing the broken mirror. I thought of years back when we were still married and I had continuously lamented how much I missed the mirror. Now, years later, despite being separated, he still remembered and went out of his way to replace the mirror.

"I'm sorry I couldn't make it to your cabin like everyone else this morning," he added, his voice sincere and full of regret. "But I hope this makes up for it."

I was dazed, my emotions all over the place. And before I could even process my feelings, I was shooting out of my chair, and throwing myself into Jared's arms. I felt him freeze like he wasn't expecting the gesture, but then he relaxed almost immediately, and gently held me. He was careful about it, like he didn't want to touch me anywhere considered inappropriate.

"Thank you," I whispered, my voice muffled against his chest. "Thank you so much. "I felt tears tugging at the corners of my eyes, and I knew I was on the verge of breaking down.