The Tycoon’s Remorse Pursuing His Unforgettable Bride

Divorced.

(JARED’S POV)

I went quiet, lost in thought for a while. As much as I hated to admit it, Sofia was right. If she had not left, I never would have crossed part with Arielle. And even if did, we wouldn’t be married.

But then I chuckled, recalling the past. “Why did you suddenly change your mind about me after twenty years?”

I watched her pale, and then her face was back to normal. “It’s okay for you to be mad at me, Jared. You’ve been nice to me since we were teenagers, and it was ! who let you down. I, who rejected your proposal with no respect for your feelings. I take the blame, Jared. and I’m sorry.

I nodded, somewhat touched by her apology. This was the first time in twenty years. Sofia was apologizing to me for brutally rejecting my proposal. “It’s fine. Even though I was hurt, I forgave you. Couldn’t hold a grudge against you. That’s in the past now, we’re friends, aren’t we?”

“No we’re not!” She refuted, shaking her head.

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“Friends don’t kiss the way we do, they don’t have the kind of feelings we have for each other,” she said. And then her voice became softer. “Jared, can we stop being friends? I’m sick and tired of the “she’s just a friend,” and “she’s my best friend,” tag. I want to be yours.”

I went silent, staring at her in shock. Was this a dream? Was this really Sofia? The same Sofia who turned my love proposal down, stating we were friends and a relationship would ruin our friendship. Wow!

“This time, let me take the initiative. I don’t mind proposing to you,” she continued.

“No, no, no,” I interrupted. “It has not gotten to that point.”

“It has,” she ined. “Anything to prove how sorry I am, and how I want things to

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I sighed, patting the space beside me on the couch. “Sit down, Sofia.” She obeyed, her eyes curious. I hela her hand, ignoring the feeling that coursed through mine.

“With you, I experienced what love was, and felt like, even though I was just a

teenager, I began locking eyes with her. “And yes, you turned me down, but I never held it against you. You don’t have to apologize about anything, Sofia. Really.”

“Thank you for not hating me,” she said, her eyes sober.

And before i could process her next move, sfe threw an arm around me, pulling me close. I froze for a moment, completely taken aback. But then I recovered, and wrapped my hands around her too.

Days passed by, and I found myself reminiscing on Sofia’s words. I couldn’t deny the fact that she was right–I didn’t love Arielle. Not the way I loved her, not even close.

As I sat in my office, staring out the window, I realized I’d been living a lie. Arielle deserved better than a loveless marriage, and Sofia deserved better than being “just a friend.”

My mind was made up at that point. I was going to do what was right. I looked up at the wall clock in my office, it was almost closing time. I grabbed my car key on the table and walked out of the office.

It was time to set Arielle free, to let her find someone who would love her with all their heart. And as for me, I was finally ready to take a chance with the one person who I ever truly loved.

I arrived at Ashley’s place, and pressed the doorbell. No response. I tried again, still nothing. On the third attempt, the door finally went open, revealing a frowning Arielle.

“What do you want?” She snapped, irritated,

“I want us to talk.”

“Talk?” She repeated, her frown deepening. “How many times do I have to tell you. that I don’t want to talk to you? Go away, Jared.” She made to shut the door, but I quickly stopped her.

“Wait, I’m here to sign the papers,” I blurted.

Her expression changed from anger to shock, but she quickly blinked in recovery.

“Oh, umm, alright.” She stuttered. “I’ll go get it.”

“At least, let me come inside and sign it,” I requested, my eyes holding hers.

She hesitated, her gaze searching mine suspiciously before nodding curtly. “Fine,”

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