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

Running into him.

(ARIELLE'S POV)

"Dwayne, right?" I asked the young man, to be sure I was not mistaken.

There was a look of amusement and surprise in his eyes as he nodded. "Yes, Dwayne. I'm flattered you recognize me, and still recall my name. It's only bad I didn't get to know yours before your friend arrived and whisked you away the last time."

I laughed, that was Ashley he was talking about. Incase you're wondering who Dwayne is; I met him in the garden of the hospital I was rushed to when Sofia pushed me down the stairs.

"So what's your name? I better get it now, before your friend arrives," he said, playfully stealing glances around.

I laughed, he is so dramatic. "My name is Arielle."

"A beautiful name for a beautiful lady. It's a pleasure meeting you again, Arielle."

"Yeah, same," I said, accepting the hand he offered. The handshake prolonged, and I skillfully withdrew my hand.

"So tell me, what brings you here?" I asked, trying to sound casual.

"Just a few things," he replied, holding up a bag of coffee beans. "I'm a coffee aficionado. I can't start my day without it."

I chuckled. "I'm more of a tea person myself."

"Aren't most women?"

"Really? Are you saying our preferences are influenced by our gender?"

"Of course not, it's just that, more women love tea than coffee."

"I see-"

spell, calling out from across the aisle. "Arielle, got what you want?" She

gaze away from Dwayne's. "Yeah, I'm just getting this," I said, pointing to the sanitary pads,

Ashley was not looking at me now, her eyes were trained on Dwayne. "I think I've seen you before....oh, wait, you're the guy Arielle was talking to at the

"Thank you, it's good-"

appearing too.

ran into an old friend and we were

said, looking

"Hi, ma," Dwayne greeted.

with my Dad. I wouldn't blame her, she still have not gotten over the heartbreak. "Can we continue with why we're here? You need to rest,"

to Dwayne. "It was nice seeing

against

into you some other time," he said, gave a

Mum and Ashley. We were soon done, paid

we reached Ashley's car, a voice called out behind us. It was Dwayne, and

would you like to grab

at a loss on what to say. I didn't expect that, to say the least.

you're unaware that she's

my fingers.

married. Now

my direction, Dwayne hurried away. "Mom, that was a bit rude," I frowned, as we got

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

The days flew fast.

place and visited as often as she could. Ashley went to work and returned in the evening or

Mom wouldn't let

chores, despite Ashley's complaints. And

a quaint cafe shop. The divorce papers were finally ready, and I was going to sign them, after which they would be sent to