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

Pregnant.

(ARIELLE'S POV)

"So, what are you gonna do with the packages?" Ashley asked when we were seated side by side on the couch watching Steve Harvey hours later.

I whipped my head to face her, realizing the packages were still outside, on the porch. "I don't know," I shrugged. "Probably send them back to her. Politely, of course."

"Um, um," Ashley said, shaking her head. "You'll do no such thing. It's disrespectful."

"No, it's not," I countered. "She has to know that I meant it when I said I do not need anything from her family anymore."

"Still, you should accept this one gift; maybe after it, you can tell her you do not want any more of them. Speaking of that, you should call her and let her know you saw the gifts." "There's no point, I'm not accepting them," I insisted stubbornly.

"You already did."

"Really? They're gonna be there on the porch if you don't let me return them."

"And who said they are still on the porch? I brought them in already. They're in the store room so you better go check what's in them."

"Ashley!," I called, offended.

"I love you too, best friend. Come on, let's go see what the old lady got you," she said, pulling me up.

Reluctantly, I followed her to the store room. Ashley did the unboxing while I stood, watching with disinterest. The boxes contained jewelry, really nice ones. Dresses, shoes, designer perfumes, and even female supplements. "Look, she even got your favorite green tea," Ashley exclaimed, holding out the pack to me.

"I'm not blind, I can see it."

"Come on, Arielle, drop the attitude. This woman means well."

But despite her persistence, I remained resolute. "I'm still sending them back," I declared, folding my arms.

Ashley stared at me for a while and then sighed, "Fine, do what you want."

I nodded. "I'll have them sent back."

The next morning, as it was too late to get a dispatch rider the previous night, I got one and had the packages sent back.

Next, I picked up my phone and dialed Jared's mother's number.

"Hello, dear," she answered warmly.

"I wanted to talk

I hoped you'd

appreciate the thought, but I had to return them. I meant it when I said I don't want anything

a brief pause before she spoke. "Arielle, I understand. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. It was just my

more gifts. I need

dear. I'll respect your wishes. Again, I apologize for any inconvenience," she said

Ma. I

before ending the call. As I hung up, Ashley

it

She understood," I

nodded. "That's been sorted, I

have to go prepare for work now, and

stomach hit me, and I gasped, quickly holding on to the nearest couch for

second, concern on her

for the wave to pass. When it did, I felt dizzy and sat on the chair. I don't know why,

nothing," I replied, trying to

suspiciously. "Don't give me that. Something's wrong, and we're going to the

the hospital, I swiftly whipped my head to face her. "No,

wouldn't budge. "No, we're going. You are obviously not fine

I insisted. "See," I said, taking her palm to my forehead. "I'm not running a temperature. I'm fine, no need

her expression turned stern. "Either we go

sank at the thought

I gave in. "Fine, let's

head out. We'll call our workplaces to take the day off Hopefully, we don't get

a weak

she said, leading me to my room. "I'll

nodded and began to change. Minutes later, Ashley

"Ready?" She asked.

I replied, opening the

ready to go. "Let's go

of the house, and Ashley helped me into the

go to?" She asked,

to wince as

with that, we drove off

at the hospital, and despite protesting that I could walk by

in," she said, guiding