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

Father and son moment.

(ARIELLE'S POV)

As I watched Jared and Maverick walk ahead, Jared's suitcases rolling behind him, I decided that now was not the time to be overwhelmed. This was temporary. I had to brace up and tough if I wanted to scale through this. Maverick's chatter filled the hallway as he beamed up at Jared, clearly delighted by his father's presence.

"Traitor," I muttered under my breath. The moment his dad shows up, I might as well be invisible.

But just then, my mother appeared in the hallway, stopping dead in her tracks as she stared at Jared, sizing up the loads in his hands. Then her surprised face trailed past him to dwell on me, screaming "what's going on?" I tried to make a calming gesture, but she frowned. She was obviously not having it.

"Kitchen. Now," she ordered, before spinning around and stomping off.

I sighed and brushed past Jared and Maverick, trailing behind her. As I entered the kitchen, she was already pacing.

"Arielle, what is he doing here?" She demanded, pausing to face me squarely.

"I can explain, Mom," I said.

"Explain? Oh, please. Go ahead. This should be good."

I took a breath, silently praying she doesn't freak out from all I'm about to say.

"Jared says someone is sabotaging his company. To catch them, he needs to lie low and act vulnerable for a while. He asked if he could stay here."

My mom's expression contorted in disbelief. "And you believed him?"

"Not really, but let's say I don't have much choice. Your grandson begged me," I explained.

Her expression softened slightly, as I knew it would. "Ah, that boy," she murmured.

"Mom, I just need your support. This is temporary, and I'll set clear boundaries."

She sighed. "I can't say I'm happy about this, but fine. Someone has to protect you from yourself and from him."

A smile crossed my features. "Thank you -"

"Oh, save it. Go get ready for work and that little man of yours has to leave for school."

"Thank you, Mom. I love you! You're taking him, right?"

"I sure am," she said with an eye roll.

I laughed and patted her hair, before walking out of the kitchen.

On returning to the sitting room, I assumed a poker face, carefully masking my emotions. I had to appear serious, as I didn't want Jared to misinterpret my feelings about his presence in my home. I met him chatting with Maverick, their laughter filling the room.

"Maverick, go to Nana and finish up your preparation for school. You're running late," I ordered, my tone firm but gentle.

Maverick nodded, his eyes sparkling with excitement but they were not directed at me.

"Bye, Dad. We'll continue our men's discussion when I get back," he said, his small voice filled with forced importance.

boyish knowing grin. "Looking forward to it, buddy,"

me, almost knocking me off balance. I watched him disappear into the hallway to

a Men's discussion between

Jared, but thought against it. I didn't want to

matter what, Jared was not going to replace me in Maverick's life. That, I was sure of. With that, I pushed

need to talk," I said, my voice

shifted immediately, his gaze steady. "Of course. What's

without conditions," I began, my

"I expected as

won't interfere with

like he was contemplating, but he nodded.

choices, no offering unsolicited

clenched. And for a moment, I thought he was going to protest, but

your choice," he

you won't question how I run the household," I continued,

rules," Jared said

most only, Maverick's well-being comes first," I emphasized, ensuring I added

You can count on me for that," he said with a

using my child as a leverage or putting him

Maverick's safety and happiness are

I pushed aside the

to that," I said,

we've reached a

I think that'll be all for now.

the room you'll be staying in when I'm back. For food? They'll be available in the microwave, or you can fix yourself something if

nodded. "Thank you

mumbled and

*********

night, after I returned from work and everyone had settled in, I found myself agonizing over where Jared should sleep. The room I assigned to him earlier was not a bedroom, more like a cloakroom, with barely enough space for his suitcases. "Mom, I need your help," I said, seeking her opinion as we sat on the couch in the living room, flipping through a

amusement. "Decided you

it. I just... what room

squirm, as if she could see right through me. "I told you so,"

just leave him in the cloakroom," I argued, trying to justify

him your bed," she said,

flooded my face. "That's

Jared walked into the room with Maverick. They took a seat, on the couch a few meters away from us, engrossed in whatever conversation they were

to take Mavericks' attention away from me completely?" I asked Mom, eyeing the

"Not a

stealing

on a trip again," Mom

I frowned, surprised. "Already?"

least you two will have some space," she added

come over her. And then I tried to steal a glance at Jared to see if he heard

us because he appeared equally flustered, a faint blush crawling to

returning my gaze to her. "There's

I know," she said, grinning. She seemed to