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

Of sex and interruption.

(ARIELLE'S POV)

A bile rose in the pit of my stomach after Jared left, making me lose appetite. What notification could have arrived in his phone that made his countenance change in seconds? I wondered.

I turned around and craned my neck in the direction he took, hoping to get a glimpse of him, but I saw nothing. For a moment, I thought of going after him to spy, but thought against it. I would rather wait for him to return and inquire what the notification he received was about. And so I waited.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to go away for that long," Jared's voice sounded as he rejoined me. And then he glanced at my food, and up at me. "You stopped eating?"

"You didn't expect me to keep eating when I saw how upset you looked by the notification you got on your phone, did you?" I asked, displeased.

"It was nothing serious. Come on, let's resume eating," he said in a dismissive tone.

"What was the notification about?" I blurted, my eyes trained on him.

Jared looked surprised, like he didn't expect me to pry. His reaction was justified, because I wasn't exactly one to be concerned about his private affairs, but I had a bad gut feeling about this one.

"It's work," he responded plainly.

"Is it Sofia?" I persisted.

This time, the surprise on Jared's face was palpable. You can't blame me, I have grown a sixth sense since Sofia's arrival. And with everything that has been going on, I wouldn't be surprised that she had sent Jared some cryptic message, especially after we left her by herself.

Don't get me wrong, there are several things that could get Jared upset, but work was scarcely one of them. He was always in control, and rarely let news from his workplace sway him, not even when the company was having issues. The only time I had seen Jared react to his phone notification noticeably, was the night Sofia sent him tons of messages. With his reaction a few minutes ago, I was no different from his reaction that night.

"So tell me, was it from her?" I probed further when he gave no response.

it's not from her. Can we continue eating now?" Jared asked, and

I nodded. "Sure."

resumed eating, but a major part of my appetite was lost as my thought dwelled on the message Jared

place an order for another food if you've lost appetite. You've never been a fan of Salmon, and it's understandable if you've gotten tired," Jared broke into my thoughts with his barrage of questions. "I'm fine," I said

he didn't look convinced,

You promised to call her at noon, remember?"

a call. Unless of course he made it when we were separated at the spa, but there was a nagging feeling in my gut that that was

I stepped out a few minutes

a message from Sofia. I might not

much as I

I was hurt. Having

their face and

them. But still, I was determined not to ruin our getaway by trying to be

might be what I needed to get him

solemn mood and tried to start a conversation, and I had no option but to flow. A

to our suite to rest. On the way, the sexual tension between us had us kissing and attempting to peel our

all over my body,

was on fire as I desperately wanted to do away with the fabric on my body. Jared caught the hint, and helped me out my dress. As for my flimsy underwear, he didn't have the same patience as he ripped it off when it delayed coming

was bare before my husband, like the day I was born. The look of raw desire in his eyes made me flush, as I realized he was still turned on by my body, like

body is an art, Arielle," he whispered, and the next minute, I was slung over his shoulders as he carried me to the bed. He gently dropped me

tried to close them when he looked down, intently at my womanhood. The gaze was intense, that I felt exposed under his eyes, even though he

in my in-between. A gasp escaped my lips as I jerked on the bed, the sensation his hot breath on

regal and majestic in his naked form, I gulped. Jared was

on the bed