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."

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

response, she took out her phone and began snapping selfies of us. She leaned close to me, threw an arm around my shoulder, and planted a wet kiss on my cheek while taking more

public display of affection, but couldn't say

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

the implications if those pictures getting

were married

I tried to talk Sofia out of it. "Sofia, you shouldn't

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

was dampened by her earlier display. As we ate, she resumed picture-taking, snapping photos of

trying to play along. She posted some of

later, we were done, and as predicted, we couldn't 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,

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

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

told you you'd enjoy yourself.

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

bit, but she quickly

enthusiastic about the plan. This evening has been a disaster, and I couldn't wait to

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

en

in my life is the fact that

(ARIELLE'S POV)

seeing a better performance tomorrow," Sinai said, bidding me

being wheeled back to my room by a nurse. I returned the wave, as

was absent as

to get

her and couldn't wait for her return,

Sune and

wait to