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

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

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

"Thank you, it's good-"

asked, appearing too. "How come

into an old friend and we

she 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 with why we're here? You need

turned to Dwayne. "It

something but thought against it when he

some other time," he said, gave a polite bow and walked

avoiding eye contact with Mum and Ashley. We were soon

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

to grab

didn't expect that, to say the least. But

I'm guessing you're unaware that she's

eyeing my fingers.

Now please,

married," and with a nod in my direction, Dwayne hurried

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

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

Mom wouldn't let me resume work

Ashley's complaints. And on most days, I met

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