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

Fate gave her a second chance.

(ARIELLE'S POV)

The words hung in the air, and I paused, momentarily forgetting how to breathe. My eyes widened, and my mouth hung open as I struggled to process the words while fighting to suck air back into my lungs. PREGNANT?

How could that be? I turned to Ashley, expecting her to share my disbelief, and she looked just as stunned. Her eyes saucer-wide, and her lips parted in shock.

Somehow, I managed to compose myself, though my voice trembled. "What?" I stammered, my voice a raspy whisper.

Ashley's grip on my hand tightened, but I hardly noticed. I was too busy trying to process and inquire about the bombshell that had just been dropped.

"Doctor," I continued. "I doubt someone of your noble profession would want to joke around. Please, tell me this is a joke." I pushed the file back towards her, my hands shaking. "Here, take it and ensure it's mine."

The doctor's smile never left her face. Instead, she looked at me with understanding. "I understand your shock, Arielle. Most women are like that when they discover they're pregnant, especially the expectant ones who have been waiting for years. But I assure you, you're truly pregnant."

She gently leaned forward, her hands clapped together while meeting my gaze. "The blood tests and ultrasound confirmed it."

My mind went into denial as I struggled to wrap my head around the news. I'm not just pregnant, but eight weeks pregnant. How did this happen? But I lost my child, and the hospital confirmed it.

Or, were they mistaken? No, they can't be. I felt the absence of my child; I stopped feeling pregnant afterward. So if I truly lost my child, how come I'm pregnant with another? I am sure I've not had a sexual encounter with a man since the last time with Jared, and it's been months, for Christ's sake!

Five freaking months, so how am I two fucking months pregnant? How am I pregnant again?

I turned to Ashley, searching for answers. She has been with me all this while, maybe she would have answers. But she looked even paler, even more than I am.

I took a deep breath and turned back to the Doctor. "Doctor, I still insist that you're wrong in your diagnosis. I...I was pregnant, but I lost my child exactly two months ago. A miscarriage. And since then, I've not been with a man. How, then, can I be pregnant when I'm not the next Virgin Mary?"

The doctor paused, a somewhat confused expression crossing her features. But she quickly recovered, adjusting her gold-rimmed glasses.

quite a spectacular occurrence I must say, Ms. Arielle," she began, her tone measured. "I do not want to ride on assumptions, but from what you explained, I suspect you have a case of homopaternal superfecundation." "Homo what?" I asked, the magnanimity of the words scaring

her chair. "It's a rare phenomenon where a woman releases multiple eggs at different times, and they're fertilized by the same man, resulting in two separate pregnancies,

all I

me with sympathy. "It seems you might have been pregnant with fraternal twins, but only one was detected. The other embryo, likely fertilized

and could have conceived the second child. Was it the one in the Five-Star Hotel when we went on the short trip or the quickie in the

Jared's hot body. You

I was pregnant with twins?" I whispered, the implication of

but don't want to assume. We'll need to conduct ultrasounds to confirm. And, if you don't

conduct a scan to let

you're

about being pregnant."

of what to say. She squeezed my hand, nodding. That was a yes,

door. "Let's take a look then,

the ultrasound sound room, Ashley by my side, holding

us warmly. "Please, lie down," he said, gesturing to the

hesitated, but a glance at

reassuring look on her face got me moving. I got on the bed

applied gel on my abdomen and placed the probe. Suddenly, the screen flickered

whispered, my

smiled. "Yes,

baby." He moved

became clearer. I

limbs, head

jelly on

sight before

QUMS