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

Such a twisted Irony.

(JARED'S POV)

Sofia's eyes flashed with anger. "What did you say?" She asked, her voice threatening.

Rebecca forced a smile, but remained silent.

"I thought as much," Sofia hissed, her tone filled with disdain. "I'd like to place my order now."

"Of course, ma'am," Rebecca said and handed her the menu.

Sofia scanned the menu for minutes, before making a choice. "I'll have the lobster thermidor, filet mignon, waffles with syrup, pasta and meatballs, seared scallops, roasted steak, and the most expensive wine you have-the Chateau margaux 1787. I chuckled, not missing a beat. "All that? You're going big, aren't you, Sofia?"

She gave me a tight smile. "You're a billionaire, Jared. It's embarrassing to question something as basic as food."

I bit back a sigh, my tone light. "Not questioning, just making sure you're not ordering half the kitchen out of boredom." I caught Rebecca's eye and added, "She has a big appetite; it's best to bring smaller portions."

Sofia huffed but didn't argue, too wrapped up in the show of it all. I flashed the waitress an apologetic look as they left, hoping they'd bring a reasonable amount. It wouldn't hurt for her to enjoy herself-but waste wasn't exactly my idea of luxury. Sofia handed the menu back to Rebecca. "We'll have that. Go on and bring our order."

"Umm...Sir, aren't you making an order?" the waitress asked.

Before I could respond, Sofia beat me to it. "Are you dumb or blind? Didn't you see that I made the order for the both of us?"

"I'm sorry, ma,"

"Get out and go get what I ordered."

Glancing around, other diners cast curious looks.

I narrowed my eyes, "Mind your word Sofia."

women walked away, Sofia turned to me, flashing a smile like nothing was

she took out her phone and began snapping selfies of us. She leaned close to me, threw an

uncomfortable with the public display of affection,

viewed the photos. "You look

the implications if those pictures getting

or anyone who knew we were

I tried to talk

another photo, her smiles dazzling. "Just relax,

arrived. The food was great, but my appetite was dampened by her earlier display. As we ate, she resumed picture-taking, snapping photos of

some of the photos

finish the food. There was enough left to feed three more stomachs, but I didn't point it out. That would only lead to an argument with Sofia. After all, if she was happy, it was a successful evening. I simply paid the bill, and tipped the

way out, Sofia turned to me, eyes bright. "Wasn't that

good about it, but I dared not say it aloud. "It was awesome, "I

excitement. "Really? I told you you'd enjoy yourself. So, would

as usual, I didn't say it

smile dimmed a bit, but she quickly recovered. "I'll plan

evening has been a

how different she was from Sofia. Arielle was feminine, quiet, and peaceful,

en

my life is the fact that while I loved

(ARIELLE'S POV)

seeing a better performance

my physiotherapy session for the day, and was being wheeled back to my room by a nurse. I returned the wave, as we left

absent as she

out to get

fix my phone. I missed her and couldn't wait for her return, and additionally, I

Sune and

not wait to have it