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-"

from across the aisle. "Arielle, got what you want?" She appeared almost immediately, and an "oh," escaped

I'm just getting this," I said, pointing to the

the guy Arielle was talking to at the hospital garden months back." Dwayne chuckled. "That's right, and I

"Thank you, it's good-"

asked, appearing too. "How come you girls left

I ran into an old friend and we were just conversing," I

said, looking Dwayne up, her face

"Hi, ma," Dwayne greeted.

a curt 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 continue

sure," I said, and turned to

seemed like he wanted to say something but thought against it when he saw the look on my

some other time," he said, gave a

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

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

to grab

didn't expect that, to say the least.

you're unaware that

my fingers. I instinctively

married. Now please,

married," and with a nod in my direction, Dwayne hurried away. "Mom, that

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

The days flew fast.

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

wouldn't let me

despite Ashley's complaints. And on most days, I met with my lawyer for my

The divorce papers were finally