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."

me, flashing a smile like nothing was wrong. "I think we

to me, threw an arm around my shoulder, and planted a wet kiss on my cheek

display of affection, but couldn't say anything as

viewed the photos. "You look so handsome, Jared. I'll post these

my mind contemplating the

were married would think if they saw these

and I tried to talk Sofia

another photo, her smiles dazzling. "Just relax, Jared.

Sofia's order, rather, arrived. The food was great, but my appetite was dampened by her earlier display. As we ate, she resumed picture-taking, snapping photos of the meals, and then of us

a smile, trying to play along. She posted some of the photos online, and I could

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,

turned to me, eyes

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

"Really? I told you you'd enjoy

head. But as usual, I didn't say it aloud. "Maybe," I shrugged, "but

smile dimmed a bit, but she quickly recovered.

been a disaster, and I

I couldn't help but think of Arielle and how different she was from Sofia. Arielle was feminine, quiet, and peaceful, whereas

en

that while I loved the latter, I

(ARIELLE'S POV)

seeing

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

was absent

to

phone. I missed her and couldn't wait for

Sune and

to