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."

feeling is mutual. Now if you don't mind, leave the way," Arielle

outstretched right hand, the ring finger precisely. My pupils dilated as I kept staring

in her argument with Sofia, her eyes snapping to her fingers. "Wait a minute... that's indeed your wedding ring, Arielle!"

the ring was indeed mine, besides it was customized with me and Jared having only that design, I

before placing it

you?" I repeated, just to be sure I heard

voice dripping with mockery. "You should be mindful of your tenses,

gaze to Jared. "How did you get my ring!" I asked, my voice low and icy. "I remember misplacing it,

on our bedside table, where you used to

my ring. on the bedside table most times in the past, but I remember having it on, on

are divorced, and he can have his ring and give it to whomever he deems

you're so eager to get rid of me that you've given my wedding ring to her 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 rest of

falling into step

done with his silly sss, and

home,

door, I burst into tears. My emotions were overwhelming, from discovering was still