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

The Queen's return

(Arielle's POV)

The day of our return had finally arrived. I stood in my room, taking one last look around. I had gotten ready earlier, packing all my belongings and Maverick's, into the suitcases Dwayne had gotten us. "Are you ready?" He called out, standing at the doorway.

"Yes, I think so," I replied, taking a deep breath.

"Alright, I'll get the suitcases," he said, already lifting one off the ground. "Maverick's in the car."

"Let me help you with one of those," I offered.

"No, you go ahead," He said, but I ignored him and carried one of the suitcases.

"You don't give up, do you?"

"No, I don't. Not when I learn from you."

We carried the suitcases to the car and Dwayne placed them in his car's trunk. He was driving us to the airport despite my protest.

We got into the car, with Dwayne getting behind the wheel. "Hey, are you okay, buddy?" He asked, turning to Maverick who was in the backseat. Maverick shook his head, his eyes misty. "I'll miss nanny Jessica."

"I know, champ. But you will get to face Time her always like she promised. Now cheer up, you're about to embark on a memorable journey."

That seemed to lift Maverick's spirits, and he began peppering Dwayne with questions about New York. Dwayne answered every one, his voice warm and reassuring, which only made it harder for me to ignore the knot tightening in my stomach. I couldn't shake the feeling that I might never see him again, despite his insistence that he would visit often.

At the airport, Dwayne helped us navigate the check-in security and other procedures.

"Take care of yourself, okay?" He said as we reached the gate.

"I will. Thanks for everything," I replied.

But as we shared a hug and made to leave, Maverick clung to Dwayne's leg.

"Please, come with us."

little one. I have to work so I can get you lots of gifts. But I promise to visit as many times as I can.

Maverick nodded. "Promise not

promise," Dwayne said,

hugged again,

miss you,"

you too,"

tears. I hugged Dwayne again, this more tightly. "Thank you for always being there for

replied, planting a

we boarded the plane. We got to our seats beside the window and

I could have

feel the same way again? Dwayne's words echoed in my

I smiled to

his tablet. I, on the

We were coming home.

*******

F. Kennedy Airport in New York. The long trip had already taken its toll, and

made our way to the arrival lounge, with the Porter carrying out

as if an invisible force held me in place. I

little haggard, though that couldn't hide his

of

mind: laughter echoing in empty hallways, whispered promises under

I surprising lightness in my chest, as if the weight of those memories had

unexpectedly, he turned and glanced in my direction. Time slowed

My

with an unfamiliar calm. I quickly looked away, a smile creeping onto my

doesn't matter to me anymore," I whispered, the words flowing freely, each one a small release of the past. I

memories

fade as I resumed

around me blurred,

entered the arrival hall, I spotted

Maverick!" My mother exclaimed, rushing towards us, Ashley closely behind her. "Mum,"

in a hug. Ashley joined in, hugging