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?"

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

part of me. What was he in Italy, at the same place, and at the

campus, and once seated, I wasted no

the tension between us. "You're not going to let me off

crossed my arms. "No. I just want to know what's going on, and why

this out of the way. I

previous encounters, but not

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 an evening

for any

smile

shook my

pocket and pulled out a small wallet, flipping it open to reveal a chef's badge.

tapped on it, before handing it to me. It was

my skepticism began

phone back, feeling a bit silly for being

were fated to meet," he said with

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

before bursting into small laugh. "Then I guess

was unexpectedly contagious, and I found myself smiling too, feeling a genuine sense of ease for the first time in

meal to arrive, I decided to ask a question I had been

the scholarship? I mean, it's thousands of miles away from your

lit up. "The food, the culture, the passion - Italy has it all.

the past, I have always wanted to visit Italy. I had even thought of convincing

husband handling your being away for three whole years?"

paused, unsure of

mean to pry, it's just that

a deep breath, finally deciding how much to reveal. "I'm divorced," I responded, and quickly added, "I don't want to

difficult to hide something from those piercing emerald eyes. Somehow, I felt like Dwayne saw right through me, like he could sense what had gone wrong. However, Dwayne didn't push

a suggestion. "We've still got some time before the break

and going back to the academy alone

he said and led

delicate displays. The vibrant colors and details of their wings