Mr billionaire's regret chasing his irresistible wife by Gabby Emmanuel

He's in trouble.

(ARIELLE'S POV)

As we turned around to find out why Sofia was screaming, our eyes widened in surprise. Sofia was bent, clutching her stomach, her face contorted in pain. "Are you okay?" I rushed to her, concern on my face.

Sofia didn't respond; she just kept groaning. I grew scared and beckoned Ashley to come closer. "I think she's hurt, let's help her," I whispered.

Ashley hesitated before rushing to my side. "Arielle, are you sure? I don't know, but I don't trust her."

"Let's just help her," I said, trying to help Sofia stand straight.

Just then, two women approached us. I was relieved; more hands would be appreciated.

"What happened?" One of them asked.

Sofia looked up at them, tears now brimming in her eyes. "She...she tried to hurt me. I'm pregnant, and she pushed me," she said, pointing to me.

A loud gasp escaped Ashley's and my lips as we exchanged surprised looks. What was Sofia talking about?

"How could you?" The first woman turned to me, her face turning red with rage. "You're a monster to hurt a pregnant woman."

"You're barbaric!" The other added.

I blinked, too stunned to talk. But Ashley stepped forward, trying to defend me. "That's not true! Arielle didn't touch her."

having it. "You're gonna pay for this,"

her phone.

cops, I might get into trouble for assault. Sofia was pregnant, and who wouldn't

to plead, but my shaky voice was drowned out by the loud voices of

small crowd was starting to form, and I grew scared

let out a sigh, partially relieved that he might be able to pacify

rushed to Sofia. "Why are you crying? What's

seeing him, Sofia rushed into his arms, crying even more. If it wasn't for the issue at hand, I probably would have rolled my eyes. "Arielle tried to hurt me and our baby,"

in her eyes, I knew he didn't believe her. And

the woman still

cops. "Put your phone away; I can handle

situation.

to be called. Arielle deserves to pay for trying to

tried to pacify her but

then, a young lady, presumably in her

twenties, approached us. She

Sofia

"You're telling lies."

I watched Sofia's eyes dim, losing some of their defiance. "What do

lady didn't touch you. Frankly speaking, it was you who was trying

lying. I saw everything and I'm willing to testify

on the girl, and for once, Sofia was