Mr billionaire's regret chasing his irresistible wife by Gabby Emmanuel

Checking his phone; yes or no?

(ARIELLE'S POV)

I was roused from sleep by a gentle tap. My eyes fluttered open and I saw Jared peering down at me.

"Dinner is served, Mrs. Smith," he said, his voice warm and teasing as he pressed a light kiss to my forehead.

"Dinner? I was startled and sat up. "What time is it?" I inquired, looking at the window, and I realized outside looked dark, but the room was illuminated by the bedside lamp. Jared chuckled. "You have been sleeping for four hours. Come to think of it, you never slept this much. Are you alright?"

"I'm fine," I quickly replied and got off the bed. I was sure my recent weakness and proclivity for sleep was because of the pregnancy, but I was not about to admit that to Jared. "Alright," Jared said with a nod. "Shall we?"

I nodded back, and we both walked out of the bedroom. As we strolled to the dining room, I asked, "So, what's for dinner?"

"Roasted potatoes, broccoli, and chicken," Jared replied with a smile.

I stopped to stare at him in surprise. "How come? You can barely boil water, let alone cook a complex meal like that."

Jared paused, then gave me a smile. "Sofia helped," he said, his tone a bit too casual.

A sharp pang of jealousy stabbed through me, quick and unexpected. I imagined Jared and Sofia in the kitchen, laughing together, working as a team. It was a foolish thought, I knew. They were both adults-exes, even-and I trusted him. But that didn't make the jealousy any easier to swallow.

I shook my head, pushing the thought aside as we entered the dining room. The table was set, and Sofia was seated, waiting. I took my seat, and Jared followed suit.

Jared cleared his throat and spoke, "Sofia has something to tell you, Arielle."

Sofia turned to him sharply, a questioning look in her eyes, but Jared nudged her slightly.

"Go on," he encouraged.

Sofia gave him a death glare before turning to me with a fake smile plastered on her face.

lately," she began. "I've been having mood swings, and in case you don't know, since you've never been pregnant

a subtle shade? At the same time, I wanted to laugh at her words about my never being

informed me that you gave your consent. I promise to be quiet and

Sofia. Thank you for apologizing, and

Sofia exclaimed. "Now that the queen is here and I've tendered my apology to her,

but

I said, and

minutes into dinner, Sofia was back to her usual annoying self, dominating every conversation and subtly flirting with Jared. She rambled about their past-how they

over for lunch because I made pancakes?" Sofia asked Jared,

"You mean that day you spilled

At least I was not the one who

as usual. At some point, I tried to chip in a few words to indicate that I was still present at the table, but Sofia wouldn't let me get past a

wasn't

from twenty

was dabbing at the corners of Jared's mouth, trying to take out invisible food crumbs. "You have a little

against his face.

mine in those fleeting moments, and for the briefest second, I guessed he wasn't entirely at ease with the

whenever we are starving, but I recalled Jared's words about Sofia's predicament. I took a

came to an end, and Jared offered to clear the table. Sofia offered to help, and I was more than grateful to be rid of her

to sound sincere. "I'm exhausted. I think I'll head to bed

words,

I returned to the bedroom, relieved to be alone. I took

slipped into my sleeping gown. I got into bed afterwards, trying to sleep, but my mind kept wandering. I couldn't believe Sofia's audacity, flirting shamelessly with my husband right in front of

off to sleep, I was roused by the shuffling sounds of someone moving. My eyes went open and I

moment to admire him. His upper body was bare to his torso. His biceps protruded on well-formed arms, and his

my eyes on him because he suddenly swirled around

caught staring. "Hey, you're awake," he said with