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-"

the spell, calling out from across the aisle. "Arielle, got what you want?" She appeared almost immediately, and an

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

guy Arielle was talking to

"Thank you, it's good-"

on?" Mum asked, appearing too. "How come you

old friend and we were just conversing,"

she said, looking Dwayne

"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

to Dwayne. "It

seemed like he wanted to say something but thought against it when

other time," he said, gave a polite

avoiding eye contact with Mum

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

like to grab

on what to say. I didn't expect that, to say the least. But before I

that

my fingers. I instinctively

Now please, back

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

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

The days flew fast.

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

let me resume work just

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

of those days was today, as we sat in a quaint cafe shop. The divorce papers were finally ready, and I was going to sign them, after which