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?"

did the same, realizing people were looking our way. "But

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

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

if he enjoyed the

know what's going

this out of the way. I wasn't stalking you, Arielle. Our meetings were purely

an eyebrow. "Coincidental? Maybe the previous encounters, but not this

out a new dish," he gave out a small laugh, but I maintained my straight face. "And the mall?"

remained mute, studying his face for

He asked the smile

shook my

to reveal a chef's badge. "I'm a chef too, Arielle.

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

I scrolled through, my

handed the phone back, feeling a

were fated to meet,"

killer 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 narcissistic enough to believe that a handsome fox would follow me for

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

contagious, and I found myself smiling too, feeling a genuine sense

our orders. As we waited for our meal to arrive, I decided to ask a question

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

passion - Italy has it all.

wanted to visit Italy. I had even thought of convincing Jared that we visit during one of our anniversaries. A bitter smile crossed my features now, I guess that's never going to happen

for three whole years?" Dwayne suddenly asked, as if he knew what I

unsure of my

"I don't mean to pry, it's just that your Mom mentioned you

deep breath, finally deciding how much to reveal. "I'm divorced," I responded,

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 further. He simply nodded, his gaze softening, and smoothly shifted the conversation to something

time before the break is over. How about we visit the museum

friends here yet, and going back to the academy alone didn't sound appealing. "Okay, sure," I agreed. "I guess we're not doing

Smart. Come on," he said and led

and details of their wings caught my attention immediately. I turned to Dwayne curiously. "I