The Tycoon’s Remorse Pursuing His Unforgettable Bride

“You’re silly,” I groaned.

(JARED’S POV)

I returned home, the divorce papers I signed still lingering in my mind. During the drive home, I tried to come to terms with the fact that I was now legally separated from Arielle.

She was a good woman, and a part of me was going to miss her, but I convinced myself it was for the best.

I sighed and walked into the house. Sofia was waiting for me in the sitting room as usual. “Hey,” she called out, all smiles. And then she glanced at the clock and frowned. “You’re late.”

“Only

by a few minutes,” I replied, taking a seat.

“That’s right. How was your day?”

“Normal.”

“Is something wrong?”

“No,” and then I took a deep breath and added, “I signed the divorce papers.”

Sofia’s expression changed from concern to surprise, and then elation. She rushed to me, throwing her arms around me that I feared for her bump.

“I knew you’d do the right thing,” she said excitedly.

I nodded.

“We have to celebrate properly.”

“Celebrate what?” I asked.

“Celebrate our reconciliation! We’ve sorted all the issues we have. With no obstacle

in our way, we can now be together.”

“Arielle was not an obstacle,” I countered.

“What was she then?” Arielle challenged.

“She was my wife!”

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marined a scenario where could again the influence once had over him. With that thought sind, I felt an overwhelming sense of relief

“You book fred,” I said, onging my voice to a soothing tone “Did you two argue?

“Yes,” te responded.

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“Is she threatening, or trying to use the divorce as means to claim half of your assets? Be assured that I wouldn’t let her. I have really powerful lawyer friends that can ensure she doesn’t take a dime from you.”

“Unfortunately, she’s not that kind of person She doesn’t want anything from me.”

1 was genuinely surprised. Was she stupid? What type of a woman agrees to a divorce from a man like Jared, and wouldn’t demand anything from him? At the same time, I was happy. “Then what’s the headache for? Isn’t that supposed to be a relief?

“I don’t know, but I don’t feel good about the change in her. It feels like she’s nursing some revenge–worthy grudge against me.”

I chuckled, amused by his unfounded fear. “You have absolutely nothing to worry about. What can a woman like Arielle possibly do to you? She’s literally nobody without your name. No noble family, no influence.”

Jared didn’t say anything, merely stood up, sighing like one who was tired. “I’m tired, and need to rest.”

“Aren’t you hungry?” I inquired. “I made basmati rice and drumsticks.”

“No, I’m not hungry. I had a heavy lunch.”

I nodded, even though I was disappointed. I put in the work to prepare that meal and having him turn it down, stirred up anger in my belly. Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

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didn’t you change it? Your old picture wasn’t even a picture of you and Arielle. Have some empathy, Jared. It’s been only but a few hours since your divorce, and you two are already torturing her in this manner.

Again I went silent, listening to him. “Don’t give me that. You’re not a child, Jared. You know what? I don’t wanna listen to you. If you still have an iota of respect for Arielle, you will change that picture.”

Another pause. “Fine. I came out to talk to you, and I’m heading inside now. The picture should be changed within that time. Arielle shouldn’t see it. Thank you. Bye.”

After the call ended, I puffed out angry air, trying to calm down. I don’t want to return inside and have Arielle suspect anything. Satisfied that I was calm, I turned around and was shocked to see Arielle standing inches away from me.

Startled, my hands flew to my chest. “Arielle? How long have you been standing there?”

“Long enough to hear you on the phone,” she responded, her face surprisingly cool.

I sighed in sympathy. “Arielle, 1-“I attempted to speak, but she stopped me with at hug.

“Don’t say anything,” she whispered. “I totally understand. Thank you for standing up for me.”

“I’ll always have your back, girl,” I whispered back.

As we pulled away, I examined her face. “You’re not upset?”

She shrugged. “I am, but it was not unexpected. Sofia would always want to flaunt Jared and rub it on my face.”

My heart instantly went out for her, and I tightened my grip on her shoulders. “Your deserve someone way better than Jared. I hope you find the one person who will truly love and respect you.”

“I hope so, too,” she said with a forced smile.

Just then my phone buzzed. I glanced at it to see Jared’s profile picture had changed back to that of a little furry cat.

“Look, I said, showing Arielle the screen. “It’s done, let’s go inside.”

We got inside and settled back on the couch, but the atmosphere was no longer the

same.

“You’re divorced now, so what’s next?”