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."

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

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

display of affection, but couldn't say

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

mind contemplating the implications if those pictures getting

or anyone who knew we were

tried to talk Sofia out of it. "Sofia, you

smiles dazzling. "Just relax,

few minutes later, our order, or 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

smile, trying to play along. She posted some of the photos

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 waitress

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

for the meal itself, nothing else was good about it, but I dared not say it aloud. "It was awesome, "I said

you you'd enjoy yourself. So, would you

I didn't say it aloud. "Maybe," I shrugged,

she quickly recovered. "I'll plan something soon,

been a disaster, and

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

en

what set both women apart in my life is the fact that while

(ARIELLE'S POV)

did well today, I look forward to seeing a better performance tomorrow," Sinai said, bidding me

day, and was being wheeled back to my room by a nurse. I returned the wave,

absent as she

to get some

I missed her and couldn't wait for her return, and additionally, I missed

Sune and

not wait to have