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

The neighbor next street.

(ARIELLE'S

POV)

I froze, locking on the figure heading toward us.

It was Dwayne, looking effortlessly sharp in casual black that showed off his lean, athletic build.

In his hand was a leash attached to a big German shepherd, the dog pacing beside him. Dwayne wore a huge, carefree smile, like nothing had happened last night. I couldn't help the feeling of unease that enveloped me. Big Joe cleared his throat, cutting through the silence. "I'm leaving now." With a slight bow, he turned and walked off.

As he passed Dwayne, he bowed again before continuing on his way.

I folded my arms and watched Dwayne approach me. "Hey," he greeted, his signature smile plastered on his face.

I felt a jolt of anticipation to see him, and irritation at the same time, wondering why he was here.

"Hi," I replied, awkwardness creeping into my voice. I wasn't sure how to act after shutting the door on him last night. Well, not just on him-on Jared, too.

"What are you doing in my neighborhood this early?" I asked, trying to sound casual. My suspicion was already kicking in. "Don't tell me..." I raised an eyebrow, my bad feeling growing.

He laughed lightly, clearly amused. "Nothing gets past you." He paused for effect, his eyes glinting with mischief. "I just moved in next door. Or, well, across the street."

"You what?" My voice rose slightly.

He shrugged, all nonchalant, that smile never slipping. "Found a house I liked. Just so happens it's in this neighborhood."

Yeah, right. There was no way he'd just stumbled on this place by chance. My gut told me he'd planned this long before last night.

"And you just happened to find a house in my neighborhood?" I asked, my tone dripping with sarcasm.

"Something like that," he said with a smirk. Then, with innocence, he added, "Ostrich, don't be so hard on me. Ignore last night...you're not even a little happy to see me? It's been months since we hadn't seen each other." My heart skipped a beat, and I almost choked. "Don't change the subject, Dwayne!"

Before I could grill him further, he cut me off. "Where's Maverick? Already off to school?" His eyes scanned the porch and yard like he was expecting my son to pop out any second.

Right on cue, Maverick's excited voice rang out. "Uncle Dwayne!" He came barreling out of the car where he'd been waiting with Ashley, catching her off guard as she scrambled after him, her expression a mix of concern and exasperation. Maverick was too quick, though, and threw himself into Dwayne's arms, laughing. Ashley gave me a helpless shrug, and I nodded in silent understanding.

Dwayne hoisted Maverick up, spinning him around, both of them laughing like they hadn't just seen each other yesterday.

"Hey, buddy! I've got someone for you to meet," Dwayne said, setting Maverick down and gesturing to the dog.

wagged its tail, giving a friendly bark like it was just as excited

eyes lit up.

his hair. "Meet

delight, the biggest grin spreading across his face as the dog nuzzled

my touch, his tail wagging furiously, and I couldn't help but laugh.

turned serious. "I want to apologize to you, Maverick, and to your Mum, but especially to you as I had already apologized to your mom earlier. I'm sorry for suddenly appearing out of the blue, especially at dinner yesterday." Maverick, still excited from playing with the dog, quickly forgave

if that was how easily children forgave

Maverick, my voice gentle but firm. "Maverick sweetie, why don't you go back to the car and apologize

disobedient, I also wanted him away so I

bubbling with excitement. "Okay, Mommy." He hugged Dwayne, and patted the dog before running

was out of earshot, I turned to Dwayne with a

off guard, and I'm sorry for that. But I'm not here to make trouble. At least,

came back, Ari. Jared doesn't get to walk away so easily. I

care about your drama with Jared. Just make sure it doesn't mess with my

"But for

to expand

operations to this

To tap

offer both strategic visibility and logistical advantages, and I think I've

the perfect spot."

in a calm yet professional way, the same tone he'd once

But now, hearing him talk

level of control, the quiet confidence that didn't need to fill a room but

the thoughts go away, and asked. "By business, do you mean your Mafia

taking offense

not bring anything new. You have my words ari. I won't do anything to harm

sincerity that block away all my sarcastic comments. I turned

project and I hope things go well for you," I said the last words with all sincerity because I actually

"Thank you."

I nodded, "you're welcome."

at my wrist watch and realized Maverick and I had less than 15 minutes to make it to work and school, respectively. I was just about to announce my

"And Arielle?" He called.

looked up at him, my

"I'm sorry."

off guard. "This time for

you're not ready but last night I was pushing you into something you may not need for now. I shouldn't

was momentarily stunned, at a loss on what to say. It was not just the fact that I was not expecting those words, or the words themselves, but the sincerity