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

The promised protection.

(ARIELLE'S POV)

After driving for a while, I finally brought the car to halt at a spot I considered safe and tried to catch my breath. My hands shook uncontrollably on the steering wheel, while my heart thudded fast like it would jump out of my chest.

I tried to calm down, else I might not be able to drive myself home in that state. Taking slow, deep breaths, I tried to get a grip on myself. Panic tried to press in on me, but I pushed aside the feeling. I can't have a panic attack, no, not here. After a few minutes, my heart rate slowed down to normal, and my hands steadied. Satisfied that I was okay to drive again, I turned the car back on, and resumed driving home, my senses now on high alert.

As I drove, I grew increasingly anxious, as I tried to figure why someone would follow me. It didn't add up, and intermittently, I looked at the rearview mirror to ensure the person was not behind me.

Each glance revealed nothing suspicious, but I still had to be extra careful. I couldn't risk leading the person, whomever it was, to my home, as I didn't know what their motive was.

Finally, after taking so many turns and even taking a longer route than usual, I turned into my street. Even as I pulled into the driveway, I kept my eyes fixed on the rearview mirror for any funny movements. Heart racing, I alighted, and before I walked into the house, I looked behind my shoulders one last time.

Nothing, fortunately.

Inside, I locked the door behind me firmly, before leaning on it, with my hand pressed to my chest.

Safety. Finally.

I made it home to my mum and Son.

"Mom!" Maverick yelled, breaking into my thoughts as ran towards me.

I straightened up, stretching my arms to accommodate him. I had to put on a smile and shove the thoughts of the incident aside like it never happened. I was safe and home to my family and that was all that mattered. "Hey, champ, how was your day?" I asked, forcing a bright smile.

"It was awesome, Mama. Nana and I made cookies," he exclaimed, his usual bubbly self.

My Mom joined us, a smile on her face. "You're back. How was your day?" And then a frown creased her forehead. "You look tired."

and forced a smile trying to sound casual. "It's nothing, mum.

you," Maverick said, snuggling even closer to

missed you two,

away, exhaling. "I need to freshen

dear. Dinner's almost ready," my

the door behind me. It felt relieving to

family for dinner. We chatted about our

back. "I'm tired, guys. I think I'll

always tuck me in bed,"

I'll do it tomorrow," I

leaned down, pecking

Mama," he

Mum asked,

then I hurried away before

but it was futile. Thoughts thru say is obstinate, and so my thoughts kept drifting to the incident earlier. began tossing

in town for a week or so, surely I haven't

I reached

his deep gruff voice

I responded. "Did I

he said with a chuckle. "But you know

to go over the terrifying details. "Someone followed me today on my way

he exhibited whenever he wanted to digest information. "Follow you?

you sure? You probably might be paranoid. You know, you think someone is following

"I'm not being paranoid."

took a breath and recounted the

been listening silently, spoke up. "I'm sorry you had to

shivers run down