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

Fated to meet you.

(ARIELLE'S POV)

I had arrived in Italy and settled in, although the first week was a maze of orientation and waiting for students who had delays in arrival, to arrive. The academy provided accommodations, but I chose to stay outside campus due to my pregnant state. I got a decent apartment and spent the week touring the city, registering for antenatal in a hospital, and keeping in touch with Mom and Ashley.

But none of it filled the emptiness gnawing inside me. Late at night, when the city was quiet and my thoughts drifted back to Jared and the child I had lost, I felt the weight of it all. I tried hard to stay distracted, burying myself in activities so I wouldn't have to remember those painful memories.

Classes finally began, and during a break, I stepped out for some fresh air. As I made my way through the courtyard, my heart skipped a beat.

A familiar figure caught my eye-broad shoulders, tall frame, dark hair... My breath hitched. Jared?

But when he turned around, I immediately knew I was wrong when seeing that drowning emerald green eyes.

It was Dwayne.

I stumbled backward by the impact of the collision, shocked.

"D... Dwayne?" I called, eyes widened.

A small smile tugged at the corner of his lips as his eyes locked with mine. "Hi, Arielle." The light breeze tousled his hair, and there was something about his easy charm that made it hard to look away.

My surprise quickly morphed into suspicion. "What are you doing here?" I asked, taking a step backward.

"I know you're surprised-" he said, taking a step closer.

"Are you stalking me?" I asked, trying to process the unexpected encounter.

He sighed. "No, Arielle, I'm not stalking you."

I narrowed my eyes. "Then how are you here? At the same academy, in the same city?"

"I'm a student here, too."

My eyes dimmed. "What? How is that possible?"

turned around and I did the same, realizing people were looking our way. "But not here, over lunch. I owe

unsure if I should trust him. But my curiosity got the better part of me. What was he in Italy, at

small café just outside the campus, and once seated, I wasted no time.

he enjoyed the tension between us. "You're not going

know what's going on, and why you're at every place

"Okay, let's get this out of the way. I wasn't stalking you, Arielle. Our meetings

an eyebrow. "Coincidental? Maybe the previous encounters,

few days ago for food poisoning after trying out a new dish," he gave out a small laugh, but I maintained my straight face. "And the mall?" He shrugged. "I was shopping for ingredients for my cooking class. Karaoke night? Just

his face for any sign of

He asked the smile back

shook my

a chef's badge. "I'm a chef too, Arielle. I'm here on a scholarship as

handing it to me. It was his F******k page,

through, my skepticism

back, feeling a

we were fated to meet," he said

chasing after his victim to me okay? Don't underestimate a woman's vigilance in today's world." I crossed my arms, tilting my head as I added, "After all, you're way too suspicious. Let's be real, I'm not

a moment before bursting into small laugh. "Then I guess I owe you an apology... for both

smiling too, feeling a genuine sense

waited for our meal to arrive, I decided

of miles away from your country

food, the culture, the passion - Italy has it all. And I wanted to learn

an avenue to get over Jared and the past, I have always wanted to visit Italy. I had even thought of convincing Jared that we visit during one of our anniversaries. A bitter

handling your being away for three whole years?"

paused, unsure of

don't mean to pry, it's just that

reveal. "I'm divorced," I responded, and quickly added, "I don't want

like Dwayne saw right through me, like he could sense what had gone wrong. However, Dwayne didn't push further. He simply nodded, his gaze softening, and smoothly shifted the

surprised me with a suggestion. "We've still got some time before the break is over. How about we visit the museum

the academy alone didn't sound appealing. "Okay, sure," I agreed. "I guess we're not doing

on," he said and

displays. The vibrant colors and details of their wings caught my attention immediately. I turned to Dwayne curiously. "I thought