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?"

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 hair flowing down, and she had makeup on. "What are

mean by what am I doing here?" She snapped. "I also have a class reunion today, and

was stunned, 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 have informed me that Sofia was

curtly and

seat in a car is usually reserved for the woman of the house. I stood, my hands still on the car

don't you think you'll be more comfortable sitting in the back seat?" I

returned the mirror to her bag before turning to face me, her look condescending. "I do not want to sit at

not a child, Arielle. I believe

I

Can you stop making a fuss about something

the

as a car seat and get into

trivial as

you

late," Sofia said

tone.

give any. His face was neutral. "Arielle, we should leave. We're running late," he said

stared at him in disbelief. He was chiding me, and not Sofia. He didn't even suggest that Sofia sit in the back seat. Realizing that there was no point arguing further, I opened

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

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

I don't look my usual beautiful self. I feel so

without makeup. Don't fret," Jared said, smiling warmly

our destination soon. We soon arrived, and Jared pulled

the bar, and the 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,

we walked on, with him leading the way. As we walked, he and Sofia

the