Mr Billionaire's Regret Chasing His Irresistible Wife (Jared and Arielle) novel Chapter 72

(ARIELLE’S POV)

I was getting vegetables and other cooking utensils ready when I felt a jolt in my stomach. I winced and grabbed the kitchen island, waiting for the wave to die down. I knew it would because it was a feeling I was familiar with.

The feeling had started three days back, and at first, I had attributed it to what I ate. But it happened again, and again, and it's the third day already.

I didn't read much meaning to it because it wasn't painful, just a sharp jolt that rippled through my abdomen like a tide of waves. And seconds later, it was gone like it never happened.

Deciding it was nothing serious, I didn't bother telling my Mum or Ashley about it. They'd freak out and drag me to the hospital, and I hated hospitals. They reminded me of so many ugly memories. And so shoved the thoughts of it aside, deciding it would stop the same way it started. No need to worry anyone.

"Are you alright?" Rebecca inquired, looking at me closely.

I forced a smile; I hadn't realized I'd paused mid-task. "Yeah, I'm fine."

"Are you sure? You look pale, and is it just me, but you've been putting on a lot of weight recently."

I laughed, amused. What does gaining weight have to do with illness? "Rebecca, I'm fine. And about the weight, I only gained a few pounds because I've been frequenting the gym."

"Alright. If you say so," she mumbled, even though she didn't look convinced. I was not in the mood to convince her either, so we both let it slide.

"Need help," she asked, and before I responded, she already took over the veggies.

“Thank you,” I muttered, and moved on to the next task.

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Later that day, at the close of work, Ashley came to pick me up. On arriving home, we were surprised to see packages heaped on the porch.

"Did you order something?" Ashley asked, turning to me.

"No, I didn't," I responded. "Did you?"

"Of course not," she said, shaking her head.

"Then how come they're here, and who brought them?" I asked, eyeing the packages suspiciously.

"Let's see," Ashley said, already approaching the packages, but I pulled her back.