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.

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?"

back in 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

feel lightheaded from all I had heard. "But how is

expression softened as she stared at me with sympathy. "It seems you might have been pregnant with fraternal twins,

tried to figure out which of the sex Jared and I had after I discovered I was pregnant and could have conceived the

hot body. You two are divorced, besides, a serious matter was being spoken of. That was all it took me

with twins?" I whispered,

"It's possible, but don't want to assume. We'll need to

conduct a scan to

embryo since you're

about being pregnant."

Ashley again, tired and unsure of what to say. She squeezed my hand, nodding. That was a yes, I guess. I turned to the doctor, "I'd

stood, gesturing to the door. "Let's take

stood, my legs trembling, and followed the doctor to the ultrasound sound room, Ashley by my side, holding me

entered the ultrasound room, and the technician welcomed us warmly. "Please, lie down," he said, gesturing to the examination

hesitated, but a glance

look on her face got me moving. I got on the bed and laid on my back.

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

I whispered, my

technician smiled.

He moved the

image became clearer. I

head and hands.

on the

sight before

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