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

Of forgiveness, reconciliation, and discharge.

(ARIELLE'S POV)

I moped at the figure, my mouth wide agape. Recognition of who she was, registering in my memory.

"Mum?" The word tumbled out of my mouth before I could stop it.

The woman, an older version of myself, stood in doorway, her eyes locked on mine. "Arielle," she responded.

I couldn't still believe my eyes that my mom was standing a few metres away from me. My gaze shifted to Ashley, who looked guilty. "You snitch!" I growled.

She took a step back, hands raised in defense. "I'm sorry, I had to inform her. You need your mum, Arielle."

My mom's presence stirred up different emotions within me. We hadn't spoken for years, not since I got married to Jared. Seeing her now felt awkward. I didn't think I would see her soon. My mom's eyes were sober, devoid

of it's usual defiance and condemnation as she took slow steps toward me. "Arielle, my child," she whispered.

I felt a lump in my throat, my stomach churning. How long has it been since she called me that? Ten years? Twenty? I couldn't remember. It was almost like she never called me that.

Ashley broke the silence, "I'll give you two some space." She slipped out of the room, closing door behind her.

My mom resumed walking towards me, and stopped beside the bed. Her hand hovered over me, like she was scared to touch me.

"I'm so sorry, my dear. I had no idea... about the accident, else, I would have hurried down here as soon as I can. No mother would have held on to a grudge when their child was in danger.

at the corners of my eyes, but I held them back. I wasn't ready for this

wince as I addressed her formally. I wasn't to blame, calling her mum after three years felt weird and a hard

an accident. I'm sorry I wasn't there for you. I know you hate me, but I want to make things right.

out to her against my will. "Let's start with why

supporting most of your decisions. When Ashley called, I knew I had to come. I want to be there for you, for once, as a mother." I stared at her intently, and my eyes became cloudy. It's been long I saw her speak with

on me. Living with her became hell as she would never support anything I do. My decision to become

badly. You took out the frustration of you and Dad's separation on

me be here for you now. We can take things a step at a

nodded. "I need some time. I think you should

and placed a kiss

my head in my palm after the door closed behind her.

kill you,"

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experience," I thought to myself as I prepared to leave the hospital. My

idly as we put my belongings into a small bag. Ashley

my mom, she

frequently after our

spending the night

relationship was still strained, but we were making progress. en

to wear?" She asked, holding out

the other yellow.

thing for yellow; it represented