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

The best thing to do.

(ARIELLE'S POV)

I walked numbly beside Ashley, my body present, but my mind wandering. We were leaving the hospital, and I was still dazed. The doctor had asked me to return in a few days to start my antenatal, but up until this moment, despite seeing my child through the scan,

hearing its heartbeat, and holding pictures of it, I still felt like I was in a dream.

One that fate has plunged me into, and sooner or later would cruelly pull me out of it. Ashley, God bless her, understood the state I was in and held me firmly by the arm. A gesture I was grateful for because I didn't trust my legs not to give in and wobble under me. We continued walking, lost in our thoughts when suddenly, Ashley's grip on my arm tightened. "Arielle, look," she whispered.

I followed her gaze and my heart sank-coming from a corner in the hallway ahead of us was Jared and Sofia. From the look on their faces, they looked surprised to see us, too.

Oh, no! I whimpered. This can't be happening. "Should we turn back around?" I whispered to Ashley. "They can't find out why we're here."

"We can't turn back, instead, we'd ignore them and keep moving. Come on," Ashley nudged. I looked at her, and she nodded reassuringly.

We resumed walking, and by now, Jared and Sofia were close to us. I locked my gaze with Jared fleetingly before looking away, as Ashley and I made to walk past them. But Sofia blocked our paths, spreading out her arms to block it further. "What's the meaning of this?" Ashley snapped.

"Oh, hi Ashley and Arielle. It's been a moment, and I must say, it's a pleasure to see you both again."

Now if you don't mind, leave the way," Arielle

They were fixated on Sofia's outstretched right hand, the ring finger precisely. My pupils dilated as I kept staring at the ring in

to her fingers.

it was customized with me and Jared having only that design, I took a step

her hand through her hair before placing it on Jared's shoulder.

I repeated, just to be sure I heard clearly.

smile widened. "Was," she taunted, her voice dripping with mockery. "You

I asked, my voice

our bedside

leave my ring. on the bedside table most times in the past, but I remember having it on, on the day of the accident. How come he found

divorced, and he

already. But you know what? Good luck to you both," I said, sarcastically. "You deserve each other And don't forget to submit the divorce papers to the local court so the

falling into

I'm done with his silly sss, and I'm done with all

arrived home, and

emotions were overwhelming, from discovering was still