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

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

were trained on Dwayne. "I think I've seen you before....oh, wait, you're the guy Arielle was talking to at the hospital garden months back." Dwayne chuckled. "That's right, and I must say,

"Thank you, it's good-"

Mum asked, appearing too. "How come you girls left

friend and

looking Dwayne up,

"Hi, ma," Dwayne greeted.

wouldn't blame her, she still have not gotten over the heartbreak. "Can

to Dwayne. "It was nice seeing you

wanted to say something but thought against

time," he said, gave

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

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

like to grab coffee with me sometime,

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

that she's married," mum

asked, eyeing my fingers. I instinctively

married. Now please, back

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

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

The days flew fast.

went to work and returned in the evening or mid-noon. As for me, stayed home

wouldn't let

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

sat in a quaint cafe shop. The divorce papers were finally ready, and I was going