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-"

out 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

was talking

"Thank you, it's good-"

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

ran into an old friend and we were

see," she said, looking

"Hi, ma," Dwayne greeted.

I wouldn't blame her, she still have not gotten over the heartbreak. "Can we continue with why we're

to Dwayne. "It was nice seeing you

he wanted to say something but thought against it when he saw the look

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

picking the sanitary pads, while avoiding eye contact with Mum and Ashley. We were soon done,

behind us. It

grab

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

guessing you're unaware that

my fingers.

married. Now

nod in my direction, Dwayne hurried away. "Mom, that

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

The days flew fast.

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

and Mom wouldn't let me resume

despite Ashley's complaints. And on most

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