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,

I nodded. "Sure."

appetite was lost as my thought dwelled on the message Jared must

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 and flashed him a

even though he didn't look convinced, we continued

Sofia? You promised to call her at noon, remember?" I started again, breaking the silence that

I never saw him make 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 not the case. "We've been together the whole time. When did you

few minutes ago," Jared

questions, as I had already formed a theory in my head. Jared received a message from Sofia. I might not know its content,

as I wanted to

I was hurt.

to their face and

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

like Ashley had predicted, it just might be what I needed to

to start a conversation, and I had no option but to flow. A few

to rest. On the way, the sexual tension between us had us kissing and attempting to peel our clothes from each other's body. We managed to make it to the suite, and the moment we got

over

on fire as I desperately wanted to do away with the fabric on my body. Jared caught the hint, and helped me out my

The look of raw desire in his

whispered, and the next minute, I was slung over his shoulders as he carried me to the bed. He gently dropped me on it, like I was some precious china figurine that needed to be

bed slightly dipping with his size. He soon parted my thighs, and I tried to close them when he looked down, intently at my womanhood. The gaze

the sensation his hot breath on my pussy caused, too ecstatic to handle. Jared went on and on, and when I was about

and majestic in his naked form, I gulped.

joined me on the