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?"

the passenger door of the car, while Jared took 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

am I doing here?" She snapped. "I also have a class reunion today, and Jared is giving me

reunion was bound to be hers too. I turned to cast Jared a disapproving look. Shouldn't

responded curtly and

thing to do, it is assumed that the passenger 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 move to the back seat, but she didn't show any sign, instead, she

"Sofia, don't you think you'll be more comfortable sitting in the

her look condescending. "I do not want to sit at the back. I'm comfortable here, and thank you for

not a child, Arielle.

I know

Can you stop making a fuss about

the

seat and get

trivial as

t case you

late," Sofia said

tone.

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

even suggest that Sofia sit in

was in silence until Sofia broke it. "How do I look, Jared?

good, Sofia. You always do," Jared said, glancing

not pleased. "Now that I'm pregnant, I don't look my usual beautiful self. I feel so ugly

makeup. Don't fret," Jared

out the window, praying we would arrive at our destination soon. We soon arrived, and Jared

place was large enough, and ideal for a class reunion. I found out later that the whole bar was booked for the reunion. "We're here," Jared announced,

he said, and we walked on, with him leading the way. As we walked, he and Sofia engaged in small talks, reminiscing on their highschool days, and as

the bar's