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

The woman of the house.

(ARIELLE'S POV)

"Shit! We're gonna be late."Jared cussed as he threw his shirt on.

I laughed heartily, watching him whine like a kid. "Well, if you've not been so needy in the bathroom, we wouldn't be late," I teased.

"You can't blame me, dear wife. You're just too irresistible," he said, and I sucked my lips in to stop myself from blushing. I tried not to recall the sex in the shower, as it would make me blush more. Jared had suggested a quickie, and we ended going two rounds, and was almost on the third if not for my timely intervention.

"Well you have to learn to," I said and approached him, giving him my back. "Here, help with my zip."

You look lovely in this red dress," Jared complimented as he worked on the zip.

"Thank you-" I made to say, but gasped, when I felt his fingers trail my back.

"We could ditch the party, what do you say?" He whispered.

"I say that you zip my dress and keep your hands to yourself."

He scoffed. "You didn't have to ruin the fun."

I laughed as he zipped to the end. "I have to, else we might end up not attending the party," I said, and stepped away from him.

We resumed dressing up, and soon we were done. Jared was dressed in an expensive black shirt, with two buttons undone, tucked into well ironed black pants. He had a black belt with a golden buckle to match, and a pair black shiny shoes. His hair was washed and styled in a way that some strands fell on his face, giving him the perfect hot and smoky look.

I, on the other hand, wore a red knee length gown that accentuated my shape and showed off my legs. I wore a pair of drooping gold earrings, matching necklace, bracelets and rings. My hair was let down as Ashley suggested, and I wore light makeup. A pair of gold strap on heels, and purse, and my look was complete.

""You're stunning!" Jared exclaimed.

"Thank you," I responded. "You are handsome."

"Thank you. Shall we?"

to the driver's door. I opened it, and was startled by who I saw. Sofia. "Sofia?" I called, surprised to see her. And even more surprised on why she was looking all dressed up. She was wearing a long orange dress, her black

doing here?" She snapped. "I also

but then it occurred to me that Sofia and Jared had been classmates from highschool. His class reunion was bound to be hers too. I turned to cast Jared a disapproving look. Shouldn't he

curtly and turned her face

seat in a car is usually reserved for the woman of the house. I stood, my hands still on the car door as I expected Sofia to alight and

"Sofia, don't you think you'll be more comfortable sitting in the back seat?" I said, while subtly passing

her look condescending. "I do not want to sit at the back. I'm comfortable here, and thank you for your concern even though it's not needed." "Sofia

not a child, Arielle.

I know when

Can you stop

the

a car seat and get into

trivial as

t case you don't

late," Sofia said in a

tone.

short of words as I turned to Jared for his reaction, but he didn't give any. His face was neutral. "Arielle, we should leave. We're running late," he said instead,

and not Sofia. He didn't even suggest that Sofia sit in the back seat. Realizing that there was no point arguing further, I

Sofia broke it. "How do I look,

You always do," Jared

pleased. "Now that I'm pregnant, I don't look my usual beautiful

beautiful without makeup. Don't

praying we would arrive at our destination soon. We

for a class reunion. I found out later that the whole bar was booked for the

head in," he said, and we walked on, with him leading the way. As we walked, he and Sofia engaged in

before the bar's entrance,