Ethan's POV:The words “we are getting engaged after the completion of this project… that is in three months” take some time to register. They fee like bullet shots to my ears.Engaged!?Ashley! With someone else!!While I am still alive…?No, not on my watch.But I know I can't say it out loud.I know I'm the culprit who has hurt her… who let her walk away from my life, and don't didn't know how to bring her back to me… how to apologize to her, when her happiness is the only thing that I care most about in this world.And while I was so desperately searching for her, there was a time when I had started to believe in something I have only heard about in poetic descriptions. In her absence and my hopelessness, I was driven to the brink of desperation and prayed for her one glimpse, just one– saying that I would have been happy in her happiness, even if it lies with someone else.But I have to admit I am not a saint, nor as good as I thought I would be.Because seeing her with Mike h
Ashley's POV:Ethan's smirk is visible enough to make me aware that this is undoubtedly a part of his plan to make us work in his office, but what is the reason behind it? Nobody knows that apart from him, himself! And poor Mike is too innocent to understand any of his tactics.This is why my heart is screaming with panic and I was so paranoid of coming here, at all.Then again, there was something I had to do: attend the final trials for Liam's verdict, take Adrin to his grandparents’ grave and introduce him to his roots… to the home where I have grown up.And along with this, the upcoming bid that has the potential to change the entire arc of my business has compelled me completely to return.But while returning, I have been mindful of some things. I had thought that by now, Ethan would just be happily married to Emily, and would have completely forgotten about me… and the ring on his finger is indeed testifying my theory, so I don't understand his efforts to keep us in his office
Ethan's POV:The moment they leave my office, I feel like they have taken my heart away with them– ripping it out of my chest and pushing me back on my chair.My lifeless body falls back on my seat, because I have the grave misfortune of breathing while seeing my life walk away from me once again.She is walking slowly, but the slower her pace, the more pain I am going through. And this has nothing to do with her arms intertwined with Mike's. But because with every step that she takes, I am being reminded of the fact that she isn't in my life anymore. And not because of any external factors or her own will– simply because of the silliest mistake of my life.Maria rushes into my cabin, probably due to the loud noise caused by the breaking of glass as I turn my entire desk upside down in anger, frustration, pain, or overwhelming emotions. I'm not sure what I am supposed to label it yet… or for that instance, if I even want to label it or not.All I know is that, whatever I am going t
Ashley's POV:This time, I turn around, whirling around to face Liam, still not believing my ears or the words of someone I don't trust… someone I won't trust again. I stutter in spite of myself,“You… you are lying… lying, right?”I place the question in front of Liam purely for my own satisfaction, knowing well enough that what he just mentioned wasn't wrong, either.He might have manipulated me in the past, but I've learned from my mistakes now. And this time, I know well enough that if he hadn't been getting anything from anyone, there was no way he would have known this in the first place.“No! I am not… the extra money you send goes into paying the fee for my lawyer, and fulfilling everything that I desire after being locked up here–”“No it is not possible! They can't possibly be using my hard earned money to save the person who killed my parents!”I slam my hand on the table, only for Liam to speak up almost immediately.“I alone didn't kill your parents–”“Yes, you alone did
Ashley's POV:“Goodbye! Sister…”He stands up from his seat, the look on his face showing the miseries he is going through. The surprising part is that, in just a span of ten odd minutes, I am no longer able to see the old, cunning and selfish Liam anywhere.“Thank you!”My tongue betrays me once again and he gives me a genuine smile, before leaving the place along with the officer and two guards in tow. My legs begin their task of bringing me out of the place of their own accord; I don't remember how I got in the car and when I covered the entire distance between the prison and my old parental house.Parking the car in the garage, I remember the words that my mother said to me once. It has been more than five years since I last heard her speak, but it's one of the most amazing things that I still remember her voice crystal clear… like she never left my side at all. “Ash! Baby! Never feel inferior to anyone, okay? These people who say that Liam is going to be the owner of everythin
Ashley's POV:“Your house!? What a joke, Ashley!! Do you somehow have lost your mind, along with your purity?!”Aunt May’s voice screams in my ears, coupled with her hoarse laughter… as if she has cracked the funniest joke in the world. If anything, I really want to slap her hard for the words she has been using for me and my son, but I remain quiet on this insult of hers. Because when I react, I don't want anyone to have any excuses to claim that I didn't give them a chance to speak their mind first. And instead, I decide to reply to her first doubt. “Yes! My house, logically, legally and morally: in all three regards, this house belongs to me. So I don't understand, what do you want to imply?”This seemed to push some specific button for aunt Estie, who jumps in vigorously into the conversation to defend her sister- in- law. “It wasn't that hard, Ashley! May simply wanted to imply that if you have forgotten, then let us remind you, that you yourself have transferred the house un
Ashley's POV:Once he is done with grandma and has made sure that she is maintaining a distance of at least six feet from me, he finally turns towards me and winks, speaking like it is a completely casual meet-up between friends. “Sorry for being late dear! I was stuck in bumper to bumper traffic. Apart from all the good things in this city, I completely forgot that the traffic in this city sucks! I mean it completely sucks!!”“No hard feelings, Stuart. You are right on time, because prior to this, I was just giving them a record of what belongs to whom, and who is the boss here!”“Oh, that!! Old so old grandma, who can easily be classified as an old hag, and you three ugly looking women! Listen to me very carefully, if you– by any chance– have missed Ashley's words.All four of you need to vacate this house within an hour, and after today, you all aren't even allowed even a hundred meters near this property… or any other property that belongs under the legal ownership of Miss Ashley
Ashley's POV: “Ashley!!”The word and the voice, both somehow lock my legs to the exact place where I was standing.I have already left this name in the past, along with the identity attached to it. But the moment this voice knocks against my ear drums, I just can't deny my reality any longer… I can't deny the life that I have once lived.Because I know no matter how harsh the past was on me, this person… the owner of the voice has always been kinder to me. In fact, I have to accept that when everyone else was there just because they were seeking some kind of benefit from me, he was the only person who was genuinely there for me, just because he cared for me.He cared for me like his own family.“Ashley! I knew it… I knew it! It's you, and I just knew you are alive… you have to be alive, healthy and happy! Or else… or else how could I have asked forgiveness for the sins I have committed in the past? The mistakes that I have committed thinking that they are harmless–”“Peter!”I turn
Ashley's POV:I take a glance at the clock, I have a few minutes to myself before we have to leave for lunch. After saying goodbye to Mike, I plan on finally telling my feelings to Ethan when he is sober… judging by the state he was in last time, he probably isn't going to remember anything about our conversation. Just as I lift the second earring from the dresser, my phone rings, vibrating with an urgency. It is a call from my assistant, and I receive it quickly. “Yes M–”“Ma'am, did you see the news? The quotations from Mr. Johnson's bids are all over the place just before the bid is due to start, and everyone is speculating that it is you. News agencies are reaching out for an interview ma'am, what are we supposed to do?”“Okay… I will see what I have to do.”I disconnect the call, feeling a pit in my stomach. Of course, the public opinion will be against me now, as he has just said over the call. But not only that, Ethan might doubt me too… because I am the single person he ha
Ashley's POV: Although I have mentioned to Mike that I have to pick Adrin up, I still drive towards the church, knowing that I have lied to him.But why do I have to lie to him? Because if we are going to marry each other, it should be normal… a normal gesture of affection between couples, right? I gulp, realizing that the answer is painfully obvious. I know I am not being honest with anyone… neither him, nor with my own self. Caught up in this dilemma, I reach home, knowing that today is scheduled as Ethan's turn with Adrin.To my surprise, I find Adrin sleeping peacefully on his bed, having changed out of his uniform. And Ethan's car is still parked by the entrance…Finally, I notice Ethan… sitting on the floor, beside the couch, which is probably why I missed him in the first place. I walk around the couch with careful footsteps, until he comes fully into my view… and so does the drink in his hand, which he is chugging like no tomorrow. Rushing towards him, I quickly snatch t
Ashley's POV:Nobody can imagine the pain and frustration I have spent my night with… aside from stomping on my own pride and having to call off the engagement for the second time, the papers of the custody were something that I was fearing the most.But now when I have them in my hands, the only emotion I have left inside me is anger.Pure rage running through my veins like molten lava…It is in this anger that I rush to his house to confront him, the house I'm extremely familiar with. And without any consideration, I make a beeline for the stairs, directly barging into his room without even knocking or waiting.But the moment I step inside, I realize what a mistake I have made, because Ethan is in there… half- dressed as he is changing his clothes. It takes me a moment to process, and I have probably been staring at him for a few minutes straight before I spin on my heel, facing the door. The word “sorry" is on the tip of my tongue, but he chuckles before that;“Umm… hey Princess!
Ashley's POV:The incident of me falling and Ethan going completely insane because of panic, has done nothing else but to add itself in the list of evidence for something I don't want to acknowledge.His reaction was not only enough for letting me know the feelings in his heart, but his actions were enough to spread this news through the entire office too!And this is what has been keeping me awake at nights… I know that Mike obviously knows everything about that event, but that's not all. What's bothering me more than that, is the fact that he hasn't asked anything from me.At the same time, I haven't asked anything from him, either. But I know we can't go on like this… I need to tell him the truth and ask him the reason for his absence.With this thought, I step on the brakes, snatching my purse from the passenger seat as I get down in front of Mike's house. I step inside without knocking, knowing that he lives alone and my shouts are enough to tell him about my arrival.“Mike!! Mik
Ashley's POV: Even though I have committed to prepone the engagement, to save myself from the great disaster… I don't know what exactly I am supposed to do next.However, before I can do anything, my phone chimes, notifying me that I have received a text from Mike. The text is simple, with several sample invitations attached to it.“Please check these out, and let me know whichever one you like.”I quickly select the one that I have opened the first out of all, and text him back.“Should we announce a party before the engagement?”The text bubbles pop up within seconds, materializing into a reply soon enough. “Yes! I am ready to do everything which makes you happy. If you want to announce a party, then we will call one.”“Thank you!! Can you get me this invitation ready within five minutes, even in digital format? I need to send it to someone urgently.”“Whatever you want sweetheart.”With this message, he signs off and comes back within five minutes. “Here you go! See you tomorro
Ashley's POV:At last, I managed to drop Ethan off after lying to him, only to reach the hospital and find Adrin awake and sitting up on his bed. The moment I walk in, the first question Adrin has asked me is,“Mumma, where is Dadda?”But I am way too caught up in my inner conflict to give him a logical reply, or even think of one. Everything that happened in the daycare is still overwhelming my senses to the extent where I just pull him closer to my chest.Hugging him tightly, as I finally ask him a question which has been bugging me for too long. “Adrin!! Baby, why didn't you tell mumma that the kids in the day care are bullying you–”“Because Dadda has told me that I am a big boy, who has to protect his mother till he is not there to protect both of us, and anyways, I am a brave boy!! Who knows how to protect himself–”“Awww!! Come here my sweetie pie, who taught you all this…?”“Dadda!!!”Adrin exclaims, before the next words tumble out of his mouth without any breaks. “Mumma,
Ashley's POV:Even I wasn't very hopeful at first, but somehow, I have finally convinced Ethan to stand up on his feet, almost dragging him out of the church when he's practically in a waking coma. And knowing his miserable state, I know he isn't going to be able to drive at all. So the best idea that comes into my mind is to drop him to his house first, and then rush back to the hospital.Although, it is the first time I have seen him cry like this… and while seeing him in this state, the logical woman inside me has been compelling me to tell him the truth for a while now.But the mother inside me has been continuously warning me against it; and the best way to deter me is by telling me the consequences of my honesty.Since the moment he has started crying bitterly, the overly logical mother that also lives inside me, who believes in teaching her child the chapter of honesty, has suddenly turned into a bloody hypocrite. Going against her beliefs, she has started to preach another le
Ashley's POV:I have never seen Ethan as angry as he is right now; like he isn't made of bones and muscles, but thunder and rage. I don't have a single doubt in my mind that he is ready to tear down the entire building if Lily wouldn't appear in front of him within minutes.The director understands the assignment and quickly calls Lily Allen to the office; as the policies protecting her staff have gone out of the window real quick.With the summons now being sent for Miss Allen, the fear of Ethan ripping the soul straight out of her body starts to scare me. I mean I want the worst punishment for her in this entire world… I want her as far away as she could from the kids, but I don't want her to become the victim of Ethan's wrath right away! “Ethan, calm down…”I find myself tugging at his sleeve, trying to get through to him. He flashes me a look, glancing at me only through the corners of his eyes. “Calm down? Ash!! You still want me to calm down, even after hearing the crap that
Ethan's POV:The moment I heard the words of Stephanie, I could feel something breaking inside me.In my life, I have come across many monsters disguised in human appearance, and probably, I am also one of them.But none of them have turned out to be so cruel, to be capable of saying these types of things in front of not just one kid, but his entire class… and not only that, but to actually ask other kids to stay away from that poor soul and bully him!And saying that it's all okay because he doesn't have anyone to fight for his rights…“Stephanie, sweetheart! Can you please tell us what happened that day?”Ashley's words bring me back to reality at the critical moment, before my guilt would have killed me with its sharp claws. And as soon as her voice pauses after posing the question, Stephanie chimes in with an enthusiastic yes, and continues with her narration.This is the real bliss of childhood; they don't really understand the things which have hurt them in the past, but now, it