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-"

got what you want?" She appeared almost immediately, and an "oh," escaped her

"Yeah, I'm just getting this," I

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. "How come

mummy, I ran into an old friend and we were just

see," she said, looking Dwayne up, her face

"Hi, ma," Dwayne greeted.

nod, and faced me. She's been weary of men since her issue with my Dad. I wouldn't blame her, she still have not gotten over the heartbreak. "Can we

I said, and turned to

thought against it when

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

to picking the sanitary pads, while avoiding eye contact with Mum and Ashley. We were soon done, paid at the checkout and walked

a voice called out behind us. It was Dwayne, and

to grab

didn't expect that, to

I'm guessing you're unaware that

fingers.

married. Now please, back

realize she was married," and with a nod in my direction, Dwayne hurried away. "Mom, that was a bit rude," I frowned,

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

The days flew fast.

often as she could. Ashley went to work and returned in the evening or mid-noon. As for me, stayed home

wouldn't let me resume work

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

of those days was today, as we sat in a quaint cafe shop. The divorce papers were finally ready, and