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.

my eyes, but I held them back. I wasn't ready for this encounter, not

to blame, calling her mum after three years felt weird and a hard thing to

had an accident. I'm sorry I wasn't there for you. I know you hate me, but I want to make things right. Just the thought of almost losing my only child is traumatizing," at this

her face, my heart reaching out to her against my will. "Let's start

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,

at him. When she managed to recover, she took it out on me. Living with her became hell as she would never support anything I do. My decision to become a chef, and to marry

voice trembling. "You treated me badly. You took out the frustration of you and Dad's

be here for you now. We

time. I think you should

rose to her feet, leaned over and placed a kiss on my cheek. "I'll come back soon. Get some rest," she

in my palm after the door closed

kill you," I

**************

as I prepared to leave the hospital.

mom was helping me pack, while we chatted idly as we put my belongings into a small

of my mom,

after

even spending the

relationship was still strained, but

holding

other yellow. I paused

the dresses. I've always had a thing for yellow; it represented sunshine and