The Billionaire’s Regret

WYATT was about to open the door in the passenger seat when Ivy stopped him.

"What?" Wyatt asked as he looked at her.

"Let's just take a walk as we tour ourselves around," she suggested, which made Wyatt frown.

"But you will get tired," he uttered, which made Ivy smile and shake her head.

"No, it's fine, and there's a mall nearby, right?" she asked.

Wyatt nodded as he locked his car and put his key inside his pocket.

"Let's buy things for the kids," she added.

Wyatt then held her hand as they started to walk outside the hotel. Ivy inhaled and exhaled the fresh cold air when they stepped outside the parking lot. And when she looked at Wyatt, she saw him staring at her, which made her arch her brow. "What?"

Wyatt winked at her as he gave a soft kiss on the back of her palm, and heat suddenly rushed toward her cheeks which made her blush.

"Wyatt... don't be like that," she uttered.

"Then what?"

She bit her lower lip. "I might drag you back to the hotel," she replied.

Wyatt let out a soft chuckle and shook his head. "I'm really surprised with impulsive behavior, baby. And I can't help myself not to be amused."

Ivy's eyes grew bigger because of her husband's compliments. "I wanted us to enjoy our life together-enjoy every moment that we had together and make more memories," she replied.

Wyatt nodded. "I knew that," he agreed and rested his arm on her shoulder. "Let's go," he added, and they started to walk their way toward the mall.

Ivy loves to see their life at this moment-they're happy and contented. It seems like they haven't been into any struggles. It was just her wish when she was younger, and she never thought that she was already achieving it. The past they've been through builds the foundation of their love for today.

"I love you..." she suddenly uttered.

Wyatt looked at her and smiled. "And I love you so much," he replied.

She flashed a smile at him as she snaked her left arm on his waist. "Next time, we're going to bring the kids here. I'm sure they will love it," she asserted.

Wyatt pressed his lips and nodded. "Well, I've been thinking about giving them a Paris trip for their honeymoons."

"Honeymoons?"

Wyatt smiled and nodded. "Paris is a perfect place for-"

"What? Why would you think about that? They're still young." she said and let out a soft chuckle.

"Well, it just crossed into my mind, and I think you want to talk about it," he replied.

"I don't want to talk about that at this moment, Wyatt. It seems like it will break my heart by thinking that soon they will leave us and form their own family. I'm not ready yet for that, and I even wish that they won't grow fast-" "Baby," Wyatt pulled Ivy closer to him, and they stopped. Wyatt cupped her face and locked their gazes. "Time flies so fast, and you can't have control of it. There's nothing wrong talking about the future of our kids," he said. Ivy sighed and held his hands that were on her cheeks. "I know, honey. It's not that I want to think about it, but as I said, it's still early."

Wyatt let go of her face and pulled her closer to him, then gave a peck on her lips. "Sure, honey. Let's go and find presents for the kids," he uttered, and they continued to walk their way towards the mall.

They entered the mall and started to check the kids' clothing section. Ivy began to scan for good clothes that suited Amethyst and Phoenix.

"Our daughter loves books, baby. Do you think she will love those?" Wyatt asked.

Ivy looked at him. "Of course, she loves shirts in the shade of purple, pink, and white," she replied.

Wyatt frowned.

"While Phoenix is just like you-you don't want any shades rather than gray, white, and black, right?"

Wyatt let out a soft chuckle. "You knew me too well," he replied.

Ivy flipped her hair and smiled. "I know, right."

Wyatt finds her gesture cute and suddenly grabs her ass which startled Ivy.

"Wyatt..." she warned, and her eyes widened.

Wyatt bit her lower lip and leaned near her ears. "Grab clothes for you and fit them," he whispered, which made Ivy's forehead crease as she looked at him.

"What? We're in the kids' store-"

"Then let's go to the woman-"

"What are you trying to suggest this time, Wyatt?" she asked.

A sly smirk crept into Wyatt's lips and leaned down again. "Let's try steamy things inside the fitting room?" he whispered, which made her blush.

"S-Seriously?" she stuttered.

Wyatt nodded, pulled her away from the kids' section, and went to the other side. He didn't let Ivy pick a dress, he just grabbed one and gave it to her. "Fit this, and I'll sneak out," he uttered. Ivy was hesitant. First, they're in a public place. Second, a lady helper is everywhere. Third, how can Wyatt sneak inside the fitting room?

"Don't worry, we'll be quick, baby," he said.

Ivy grabbed the dress and walked towards the fitting room. The uniformed lady greeted her, and she just bowed her head as he glanced at her back, and she saw how Wyatt winked at her.

She pressed her lips and went inside. She wanders her eyes inside and sees her reflection in the mirror. Her hands are trembling as she gripped tight on the dress. She heaved a deep sigh and waited for Wyatt.

On the other hand, Wyatt approaches the lady beside the left fitting room. "Je veux la robe chère pour la femme qui est à l'intérieur de la cabine d'essMaryge," (I want the expensive dress for the woman that is inside the fitting room) he uttered which confuses the woman a little bit.

"Celui qui tient une robe noire, Monsieur?" (The one that holds a black dress, Sir?) she asked.

Wyatt nodded.

The woman smiled. "Je reviens tout de suite, Monsieur," (I'll be right back, Sir) she replied, and she left.

Wyatt then took the chance to go inside the fitting room.

Ivy gasped in surprise. "Wyatt," she whispered.

"Let's get this real quick," he whispered and started to unbuckle his belt and turned Ivy as he lifted the hem of her dress and pulled down her panty.

He guided his shaft as he pushed her legs with his right foot to spread it wider. Then he took her from behind.

Ivy pressed her lips to hold herself from moaning as Wyatt started to delve deeper and moved faster.

Ivy was praying hard that no one would dare to enter the fitting room. Wyatt moved faster and faster as he reached for her right breast. Ivy could feel the warmth in his palm which boosted the heat that she was feeling.

She badly wanted to moan out loud, but she couldn't since they were in public.

Wyatt was almost near when he trailed his hand towards her face as he claimed her lips, and with one, two, and three pushes, he cum inside her.

Wyatt helped her to fix herself when they were done. Ivy could hear out loud her heavy breath. Her chest goes up and down rapidly.

"Gosh, Wyatt," she whispered, but Wyatt just planted a soft kiss on her forehead before he went out.

'Damn, he just went out just like that?' she thought.