Ch-195. My son!

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