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 talk

you'd like them," she

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

mean to

Ma, but please, no more gifts. I need to move forward, and this is best

wishes. Again, I apologize for any inconvenience," she said

I appreciate

more pleasantries before ending the call. As I hung up, Ashley

it go?"

understood,"

"That's been sorted, I

I have to go prepare for work now, and

a step, the sensation in my stomach hit me, and

beside me the next second, concern

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

nothing," I replied, trying to

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

mention of the hospital, I swiftly whipped my head to face her. "No, I'm fine,

tried to convince her, but she wouldn't budge. "No, we're going. You are obviously not fine and you're trying to

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

stern. "Either we go to the hospital, or I call

at the thought

I gave in. "Fine, let's

don't get sacked soon with how we've been missing

a weak smile

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

began to change. Minutes later, Ashley knocked on the

"Ready?" She asked.

I replied, opening

already dressed and ready

headed out of the house, and Ashley helped

we go to?" She

trying not to wince

and with that, we drove off

at the hospital, and despite protesting that I could walk by myself, Ashley insisted on helping

said, guiding me