Sarah Garner povMarwick was not ready to come along. Nor was Keith. So, I used Justin as my shied. Yes, I accept that I USED him.Why shouldn’t I? He was the only one who could accompany me in all this craziness. Ashely was my sister, and she did deserve space.But that didn’t mean, she had to stay glued to us to get to know about us. We could stay around her and could still allow her the space.So, I was the one who planned this raid to stay closer to my sister. Our sister.When Marwick was telling us about Leigh Walters, I was the only one in that room who was bawling my eyes out. Marwick was a superman who tracked Ashley’s mom and the events that followed the poor woman.One thing was confirmed. If Leigh Walters would have lived, Marwick would be her best friend and her favorite go-to person.She met my brother for the first time when he was just a kid. She not only trusted him but also asked him to take care of her daughter. She didn’t say any such thing to grandpa who offered he
Ashley Walters pov “I don’t understand, little one. Why did you call me here?” Marwick asked me while Keith was busy buttering a slice of bread for Sarah. No, I mean he was literally buttering, “Whoever this dude is, he deserves a kick somewhere special. Do you want me to do the honors?” Oh, Marwick! My brother was violent. Aniya and Eve were done with breakfast early morning and had already left for work. While we, the late risers were having our late breakfasts. “No. I can take care of that part, Marwick. Don’t worry.” My tongue slipped making the people around me horrified by the notion. Justin looked funniest with his partially opened mouth in amazement. Man! My husband had got such kissable lips. “No, Come on, people! I didn’t mean that! Urgh!” I rolled my eyes and was about to rise to my feet when Justin made me sit back. “Ok. So, what do you propose?” Justin asked me, moving my hair back from my shoulders, “Technically when we got married you were not even a student.” “I
Holding my hand, he guided me to the car but then I had to stop dead in my tracks, “Venom F5? Seriously?” “Yes, ma’am.” He bowed his head, “If you will let me know where we are heading, I would gladly take you to your destination.” I giggled and shook my head, “It’s a surprise, Justin Deluca. So, you better hand over the control and let me drive this beauty.” Justin seemed surprised at first but masked it immediately, “You want to drive? No, shit!” “Don’t worry. I will not slam it into any other vehicle.” I said and walked to the driving seat. Justin opened the door and let me take the wheel. “I can’t believe you have learned to drive. When did you get your license?” he asked after buckling the seat belt. “One year back,” I said after starting the engine, “Thanks to Eve.” I said while driving the car confidently. After a few minutes when I turned my head to look beside me, I couldn’t help it when a slow smile spread on my lips. Justin had pride in his eyes. “Two years back when
Ashley Walters pov “I love you!” these were the first words I heard from his mouth when I woke up from my sleep, feeling his lips on my neck and then down. However, he had to stop this delicious torture when his phone started ringing with that annoying tone. I saw him with half-opened eyes when he didn’t take the call and got busy scrolling his phone. “Umm. Justin!” I called him sleepily, “Come here!” I outstretched my arms and kept them like this until he joined me back under the sheets. “I can’t get enough of you.” He whispered in my ear and started chewing the ear lobe making me laugh. “Stop it! You have gone crazy!” “Yes, I am crazy! For you, my love!” I felt his nose tip poking my cheek. Turning to him, I, at last, opened my eyes to look at his face. I could feel this strange kind of closeness between us ever since I expressed my love to him, last night. “Stay close to me!” I said while yawning, and closed my eyes, inhaling his sweet scent. “You will always find me near y
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Ashley Walters pov“I have never helped anyone in delivering a baby! I mean … I have no idea...” I told Keith who was busy applying sanitizer to his hands.“Yeah. And I have been doing it since childhood!” Keith said with a not-so-sarcastic smirk. Sarah had requested me, to accompany her along with Keith to the labor room.“Love!” I spun around when I heard a familiar voice behind me and lunged at him.“Oh, Justin. Where were you? I missed you so much!” I not only held him by his shoulders but also kissed him hard, right on his lips.His arms at once wrapped around me, “When I got the call, I straightaway came here.” He said squeezing me into his chest, “So you are going inside?”“Yeah. I know nothing about childbirth, Justin!” I pouted before the only man who could listen to my whining, without a complaint.“Neither does Keith! But he is there for his wife,” he rubbed his knuckle against my cheek and all I wanted to do was lean to his touch.“Tonight, you will be there for your siste
***[This book is written exclusively for Goodnovel App only. Any illegal production of this novel will result in immediate legal action.]*** Sarah Garner’s pov. Yes. I planned everything. Yes, I was looking for a vulnerable moment when I could easily confide my insecurities to Keith. He hated liars. So, I needed to tell him during labor pains about what I did to Ashley. Today a huge burden was lifted off my chest. I felt lightheaded and lightweight. Ha-ha. “What are you thinking?” Keith asked me while rocking Mashal in his arms. He was pacing around in the room and was sweet-talking to our daughter who was fast asleep. “I am thinking that how much I love you.” I was sure there was pride in my eyes for our beautiful daughter and for her caring father. Keith gently placed her in the crib and quickly closed the gap between us, “I love you too, my love.” He bent down and gave me a sound kiss. However, he straightened up when we heard a soft knock on the door. “Marw!” I outstretched
Ashley Deluca’s pov: (Two years later) “Tell me, love. What happened?” the little girl seemed so scared. This was her third day with me and still, she was not opening up with anyone. The psychiatrist had advised me to keep trying daily with all the love and gentleness as the girl seemed to like me a lot. “Hey, Sana.” I held the hand of sixteen years old who had a pale face and used to shiver when anyone around her used to speak loudly. She easily used to get scared of rain and thunderstorms. “I promise. Whatever you would tell me, it won’t go out of my office,” I felt her grip tightening around my hand. This was encouraging. And then a miracle started happening. Her lips shook and she blinked her eyes a few times. The tears started dropping down her cheeks, “He … he might come back.” She stuttered. Her eyes were glued to the door. “No one is coming here, Sana. You are safe here, child.” I left my seat and crouched down on the floor, “That man will never come back. He is in jai