Mr Billionaire's Regret Chasing His Irresistible Wife (Jared and Arielle) novel Chapter 94

(ARIELLE’S POV)

"Can we talk?" Dwayne's deep voice came through the phone.

I paused for a moment, before responding, "Sure."

"I don't mean at your place. At a restaurant or somewhere outdoors."

"That's fine," I responded.

"Alright, I'll come pick you up in two hours."

"Alright," I said, and the call ended.

I sighed and dropped the phone on the couch beside me. Since our last argument, my friendship with Dwayne had been quite distant. He still called to check in on me, and Maverick, but he didn't visit in a week.

Now, I wasn't mad at him as his actions were justifiable, but I couldn't blame myself either. He wanted more than I was willing to give at the moment.

I missed him though, and wanted to iron things with him which was why I had agreed to go out with him.

"Hey, baby, I'm going out for a bit," I called out.

Maverick, who was playing with his toys a few meters away from me, looked up. "Where are you going, Mommy?"

"I have an errand to run," I said quickly. There was no way I was going to tell him that I was meeting with Dwayne, else he would cry to tag along.

"Will Jessica come over?" He asked after his nanny.

"Yes, I just got off the phone with her. She'll be with you while I'm away."

Maverick nodded and returned to playing.

I walked to my room, had a quick shower and got dressed. I chose a simple, yet elegant dress. I didn't want to impress Dwayne, but I wanted to look good and confident.

As I finished getting ready, the doorbell rang. It was Jessica, Maverick's nanny.

"Hey, Jessica," I said, letting her in.

"Hi, Arielle," she responded. "Don't worry, Maverick and I will have fun.

I smiled, grateful. "Thanks," and then I turned to my son. "Come give Mama a goodbye hug."

He scurried to his feet and threw his weight around me. I hugged him back before heading out.

Dwayne was already waiting for me, leaning against his car. He looked good, as always.

"Hey," he called, opening the car door for me.

“Hi,” I replied, sliding into the passenger seat. The familiar scent of his cologne filled the car, making me feel strangely at ease.

"So, where do you wanna go?" He asked, after he got behind the steering wheel.

"I don't know. I think I'll let you call the shots."