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-"

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

from Dwayne's. "Yeah, I'm just getting this," I

Arielle was talking to at the hospital garden months back." Dwayne chuckled. "That's right, and I must say, you and your friend have

"Thank you, it's good-"

asked, appearing too. "How come you girls

an old friend

said, looking Dwayne up, her

"Hi, ma," Dwayne greeted.

wouldn't blame her, she

and turned to Dwayne. "It was nice seeing

something but thought against it when he saw the look on my mom's

I guess I'll run into you some other time," he said, gave a polite bow and

while avoiding eye contact with Mum and Ashley. We were soon

car, a voice called out behind us. It was

to grab

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

you're unaware that

my fingers. I instinctively

married. Now please, back

my direction,

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

The days flew fast.

could. Ashley went to work and returned in the evening or mid-noon. As

Mom wouldn't let

busy, I did the chores, despite Ashley's complaints. And on most days, I met with

papers were finally ready, and I