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

Of men and Dramas

(ARIELLE'S POV.)

I sat at the dining table, messing around with my laptop, trying to nail down an idea for a food blog. But so far, nothing was really clicking. I was just staring at the screen, at some animated chef holding a tray of pasta. The smile on his face felt almost ironic, given where "My respect, my queen. You still got the mood to work?"

my head was at.

I heard her before I saw her-Ashley's voice echoing down the stairs, and I couldn't help but flash a bitter smile. I looked up, and there she was, walking toward me. She had quietly stepped in to help with Maverick, and honestly, I couldn't thank her enough for it. "He's sound asleep. Was a little sad mummy couldn't read him his favorite bedtime story though," she sighed with a tired smile as she plonked down into a chair beside mine at the dining table.

I let out a long, exhausted breath, slumping back in my seat.

"Thank you, Ash. Seriously, what would I do without you?"

"I know, right?" She did a little happy dance in her seat, then winked at me. "I'll wear my trophies with pride, thank you very much."

I chuckled, appreciating her attempt to lighten the mood.

"So..." She dragged the word out, clearly building up to something. "Two guys fighting over you? For a chance to be with you? I gotta admit, I misjudged Dwayne. If he ever switches careers, he's definitely winning an Oscar. Jared, though? Not so much." "Geez, Ash." I sat up, feeling more self-conscious.

"I mean they literally almost tore out at each other's eyes back in the car," she said on a humorous note and burst out laughing.

"Shhh, you'll wake Maverick," I said, rubbing my temple, but I couldn't help the smile that crept onto my face. I guess that's just how it goes when you're a single mom-finding a reason to smile, even in the middle of all the chaos.

"Oh yeah. Right. Bet he'll find it funny too," Ashley laughed again, quietly this time. "But how're you really?" she asked, her voice growing more serious.

mess, and I don't know how

said, flashing me a coy smile. "One really fine guy... and another fine guy, but he's

she said, though she was clearly

I need advice. What would you

need my advice? What's there to say

come on, Ash. Be

wealthier guy. He has a sense of

knew it was no time to make silly jokes and she rolled

is too much for you and Maverick. You're doing great on your own. The last thing you need is more man drama screwing up your flow. Trust me." I let her words sink in for a second before I asked,

get them both out of the way. That little

"Ashley!"

through fits of muffled laughter, then she sat down next to Maverick's blocks and picked up

acted like a real teacher. "J hurt you deeply in the past, and you

"I can." I murmured.

""Hey listening!"

I sighed.

revealed his shocking identity and confessed his feelings." she paused and smiled, took another block which was red and bigger, "this, was Your future Arielle. Well and maybe your son's. Your real

facing J, the

experienced is real-miscarriage,

trust, divorce.

for a second chance. It's understandable to feel angry and to question his motives. The key question is: Is it that you truly let go of him, or are you simply refusing to let yourself be

to Know Him. He made such a bold move to pursue you, it's touching, yes. But can he provide you