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."

turned to me, flashing a smile like nothing

of us. She leaned close to

the public display of affection, but couldn't say

photos. "You look so

frowned, my mind contemplating the implications if those pictures

were married would think if they saw

that somehow got me worried, and I tried to talk Sofia out of it.

she silenced me with another photo, her smiles dazzling. "Just relax, Jared. Loosen up, you're too

minutes later, our order, or Sofia's order, rather, arrived. The food was great, but my appetite was dampened by her earlier

play along. She posted some of

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 generously for her troubles. Sofia complained about the tip, but I paid no

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

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

enjoy

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

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

about the plan. This evening has been a

of Arielle and how different

en

that while I loved the latter, I respected the

(ARIELLE'S POV)

well today, I look forward to seeing a

just finished 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

out to get

and couldn't wait for her return, and

Sune and

to have it