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.

to

hoped you'd

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

she spoke. "Arielle, I understand. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. It

gifts. I need to move forward, and this is best for

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

I appreciate your

before ending the call.

did it go?"

She understood," I

"That's been sorted, I

to go prepare for work now, and you

took a step, the sensation in my stomach hit me, and I gasped, quickly holding on to

beside me the next second, concern on her face.

pass. When it did, I felt dizzy and sat on the chair. I don't know why, but this one felt worse than

nothing," I replied, trying to

her eyes narrowed suspiciously. "Don't give me that. Something's wrong, and we're going

of the hospital, I swiftly whipped

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

palm to my forehead. "I'm not running a temperature.

we go to the hospital, or

the

I gave in. "Fine,

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

managed a weak smile

let's get dressed," she said, leading me to my room. "I'll wait

change. Minutes

"Ready?" She asked.

I replied,

already dressed and ready

the house, and Ashley helped me into

should we go to?"

is fine," I replied, trying not to wince as

nodded, and with that,

I could

she said, guiding me to the