Ashley's POV:Ethan's voice shakes me to my core.I feel a wave of electricity current running down the length of my spine, the moment I hear his voice and realize that the person on the other side is none other Ethan… the love of my life and the father of my son, for whom I have never been anything more than just a medium to get his ex, his first love back in his life.And this is exactly the reason why I am unable to understand, why is he trying to get closer to me once again? Or for that matter, trying to expose my reality in front of himself… or maybe he wants the entire world to be a spectator, I don't know.I don't know what he still wants to get from me now, when he has already gotten what he always wanted.“Ethan!”The word slips out of my tongue before I could have controlled it, and even though it is almost as low as a whisper, he hears it clearly enough.He replies to my call, as quickly as I have recognised the disaster. “Yes! Ash! It is me, your Ethan—”“There is nothing
Ethan's POV:I knew this question was going to come to the surface the moment she felt like it had been more than ten minutes since our arrival, and the clients weren't there yet.But I wasn't aware that she would end up asking that question right away. It was a good thing that I have already prepared for this question. Otherwise, this girl single handedly holds the entire power to catch me off guard, just like she has done right now… and just like she used to do in the past. But not today… she ain't going to mess this plan of mine, till she herself accepts that she herself is Ashley and she still loves me. “Ohh! The clients! Miss Hazel! Please be seated first so that I can tell you everything in details–”“I am not in the mood for any pranks, Mr. Johnson! You might have enough time to play around, but I don't. I have a family to look after, and I am not going to neglect them because of your foolish and stupid ideas of pranks. So just tell me the truth without any unnecessary embel
Ashley's POV:I disconnect his call and started to think about everything that we had in the past… and because of that, if I know one thing about Ethan Johnson, that I could tell with complete confidence… then it is the fact that he has really never liked blue.The entire time I have spent with him, the only times when he had worn blue was when I forced him to do so. And that too, after I have whined about how it is my only favorite color and I couldn't believe that someone can hate this color and if they hate the color it means they hate me too.After this whole dramatic display, he would take the outfits that I had brought for him in blue, with a deadpan look and forceful pull. But of course, he was Ethan…and he couldn't resist the temptation to add further,“The only reason I tolerate this color is because it doesn't look bad on you, and you love this stupid color–”“How can a color be stupid?”“Everything in this world can be stupid! Now leave me alone, as I have so much work to
Ashley's POV:He goes silent for a second, so I repeat my question. “Tell me, Ethan! I am asking you, what do you mean by what I am trying to portray…”“That you and that child make up for a perfectly happy family.”His words hit me, like the attacks of several whips raining down from every possible direction at once. For a moment, I am not even able to feel anything at all… and my mind goes completely blank.And the thought that he was really this cruel from the beginning and I really have fallen for a monster, who has no mercy for anyone or anything apart from himself and his ego.Like how dare he says that I am not happy with my only child? On what basis can he claim that we aren't a happy family…! And leave that, what authority does he have, to make this announcement?What more does he want from me? I have already left his life in the past, never claimed child support or tried to prove that Adrin is his son! Even now, I haven't ever tried to arrange any meetings with them, in fac
Ashley's POV:He is screaming, yelling and stuttering at the same time; and one thing that I have noticed in Ethan over time, is that he never stutters.His voice never shakes, he is a person with a firm voice and stern personality– this is why, seeing him stutter while his voice is becoming increasingly hoarse, is turning out to be a little difficult for me.My mind goes completely blank for a moment, and I'm not sure what is going on in front of my eyes, for a very long time.It finally clicks and I realize that he has been demanding an answer from me… Throughout this time, the questions that are leaving his mouth have all been directed towards me… the questions which I indeed have answers for.But at the same time, I don't really know how I am supposed to give those answers to him.And before I can formulate a single reply, he sits on the chair with a thump as tears start to roll down his eyes.For a second, I'm left watching in utter disbelief before a slight flutter of panic ris
Ethan's POV:My heart misses a beat and my breath hitches in my throat. The moment she mentions that Adrin, the sweet little boy I had seen on the day of the award ceremony, is her son– her biological son, I lost it. For a moment I'm completely unable to fathom the thought of her being with someone else, touched by someone else, hugged and kissed by someone else! There is no way that she could be with someone else… that's my place, and it will always remain mine.Within the span of a few seconds, I have started feeling like it would have been a million times better if she had simply stabbed me several times with a knife, rather than breaking this news to me that there is even a single percent of chance that she could move on, and she might have used it too.All of a sudden, my life has started to seem more like a burden to me, than a blessing, as my heart clenches.I am feeling this pain with such an intensity that I end up losing all my senses for a moment… whatever she is saying,
Ashley's POV:Everything has just happened so quickly, way too fast for me to even process it, let alone to think logically.I was so confused that there was no way I could have resisted him… in fact, even if all the events would have happened slowly, I still have a doubt that my body would never have rejected Ethan. He was, he always has been, and by every passing minute, he is becoming more and more injurious to me… giving me the feeling of being addicted to him.Because I know he isn't good for my health… but I am still not pushing him away.After all, he was the man I have fallen for, he is my first love… he is the person who stole my first kiss and then several kisses after that, because nobody has ever touched me… nor have I let anyone touch myself, after him. And as our eyes meet, for a moment, I forget everything that has happened between us in the past.The pain, the betrayal, the heartbreak, everything is forgotten, leaving me with only one question: what would have happen
Ashley's POV:I don't know if I have pushed him a little too hard, or if he is just hurt by the act of me pushing him.But whatever the reason is, it seems like he isn't just hurt… it seems like he is badly injured too, and if there would have been any technology designed to detect the metaphorical bleeding of the heart; because of the heartbreak that we all go through in our lives, then he would have been declared as an extremely critical patient.Who would not only need to be shifted into the ICU on an urgent basis, but also be sent for further procedures… because there was no chance of saving him.But gladly, nobody dies from heartbreak– not that I am aware of.And honestly, at this moment, I am not even worried about him, either. Because I know that there are only three calls I tend to receive on Saturdays.From Stuart and Stella, Mike, or Adrin's day care. And right now, I know two out of these three would not be calling me in any condition, since they both know I am busy at a c
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