"Mr. Black, can I talk to you for a second?" The doctor asked, but my eyes were on Ashley. She seemed nervous, and I knew they were hiding something from me. "Ashley? What is going on?" I asked her.I stepped inside and walked up to her and I saw how she was fighting to keep the tears away."There is something I have to tell you," Ashley says, looking down at her hands. The way she said it made my heart sink, and I knew it wasn't good news.Ashley looks at me with sadness in her eyes. "I'm dying, Adrian," she said, letting the tears roll down her face. I looked at her, confused. What the hell does she mean she is dying? I turn to look at the doctor and ask, "What does she mean by dying? I thought you said she was going to be alright," I asked the doctor.She gives me a sad smile. "Your wife is dying, Mr. Black. She has a brain tumor; the growth is rapid, and the medication is not going to be enough." "Growth? What growth? What do you mean she is dying?" The pressure in my chest increa
The Billionaires HeirsAshley…"You need to drink this, Ash," Jason says as he holds a spoonful of soup near my mouth. I shake my head. I don't want to have anything. I feel nauseous. "Ash, please," he sighs. "I know this is tough for you, Ash. But you need to be strong. I know you are strong; you are my best friend," he says. "This is just another phase of sadness in your life. That doesn't mean you can't enjoy the time you have left with us. You have Adrian, the kids, me, and your family. We are all here for you. But you have to be mentally strong to come out of this situation and try to move on from it, okay?" He cups my cheeks and I look at him before nodding slightly. He smiles widely at me and kisses my head before bringing the soup back and starting to feed me slowly. Once done, one by one, my friends, Dad, Mum, Domenic, Micael, and Freddie walk in. But Adrian is not here. I want Adrian right now. As if he heard my words, he entered the room with a bouquet of red roses in his ha
I let out a small chuckle. "Because I knew how to hide this from everyone, including you.”We continue talking about the cancer and what will happen next. I’m glad that he finally knew the truth. He needs to prepare himself for the worst.“That is why you didn’t want to move away." He asked.“Yes, Doctor Charlene is my neurosurgeon, and I’m happy with her. I can’t see myself leaving here when I only have a few months left.“I understand now. Do the children know?” He asked, and I swallowed the lump in my throat.“No, I haven’t told them yet; I don’t know how to tell them that they will grow up without me." I sob as I think about my children.“Don’t worry, we will find a way to tell them together.” I heard him say. I look at him and nod. Adrian leans in, places his lips on mine and kisses me, pouring his love into the kiss. “I love you, my angel,” he says when he pulls away from me.“I love you too." I kiss his cheek.“If you guys are done, I have something to tell you." We are both sta
The billionaires heirs Ashley… The next few days pass in a blur as I am repeatedly tested by the doctors and everyone around me is being very careful with me and my condition. I just can't wait to get out of here so that I can have a little peace. I know everyone is just worried about my condition, but there should be a limit. I'm fed up with this.Adrian enters the room with a smile on his face and a bowl in his hand. I furrow my eyebrows as he walks towards me and bends to kiss my lips. He places the bowl on the small stand next to my bed and helps me sit up."I have good news," he says. "Actually, two," he corrects himself."What Is It?" I ask as he hands me the bowl of soup. The smell fills my nostrils and I realize I'm hungry. I take a spoonful of soup and start eating."You're being discharged tomorrow," he says and my eyes widen before a smile spreads on my face. "Your face is glowing," he chuckles and I join him."And the other?" I ask him. His smile fades, a frown replaces i
When I argued, he would simply say, "The doctor said you need to take a lot of rest and I should take care of that." He went overboard and hired six people to take care of the household. One for cleaning, one to do the cooking, two people to take care of me, one to take care of Bella, and one for Ashton. I was pissed at him but he didn't care. He just wanted me to rest and get better.One morning he went out and came back in the evening and when he saw me sitting on the couch with the kids and watching The Lion King, he just picked me up in bridal style and took me to our room, leaving the kids to giggle."I told you, you should rest. Why did you step out of the bed? And did you walk downstairs? Do you know that this is going to stress your entire body?" He scolded me as he laid me down on the bed. Though he was scolding me, I was smiling. "Why are you smiling?" He snapped and I couldn't help but smile wider."You are insane," he sighed as he took off his shoes before sitting next to
"Finally," Freddie says and he turns towards me to hug me. "See, everything went perfectly well. They are going to be in jail now. I'm so happy for you, Ashley. You are going to have peace now," he smiles and kisses my head."Yes, we don't have to worry about them anymore," Adrian says, taking my hand. "Let's go home." Adrian, Jason, Freddie, and I finally reached home for our waiting family. We walk inside the house and see all of them sitting on the two couches, while the kids sit on the ground and watch a movie. As soon as the kids see me and Adrian entering, they run to us. I bend down and hug them and kiss their heads."What happened?" Kenny asks and Adrian explains to them what happened.I feel sorry for Kenny and Betty; they were devastated when they learned what their son had done to us. They never thought he would do something like this. They promised to apologize to Patricia once she woke up from her coma."Thank God!" my mom exclaims and Betty hugs her."Hello, everyone." I
The billionaires heirs Ashely… Minutes passed into hours, hours passed into days and days passed into weeks. It's been two months and four days since that day. We never stopped visiting the hospital. I was completely healed from the abuse I have suffered but my headaches and the other symptoms are getting worse by the day. Adria wanted us to get married but I have asked him to wait until his mother has woken up. Patricia was also healing; most of her injuries were gone. Aside from the paleness of her skin and the bandages around her head and leg still in a cast, she seemed okay. She still hasn't opened her eyes yet.The doctor advised us to talk to her. He said if she heard her family talking to her, she might wake up sooner. One day Sally was talking to her and Patricia squeezed her hand. That had fueled our hope, knowing that she was listening to us even though she was unable to open her eyes yet. Sometimes her friends would come and visit her, telling her that they raised money fo
"Mrs. Black?" the doctor says as he looks at Patricia. "I think she is waking up. Her fingers twitched and her eyes fluttered, and she hasn't stopped squeezing my hand," I rambled as I looked at Patricia."Keep talking to her. Let her know you are still here," the doctor says and I wasted no time."You know, I think you will be a wonderful grandmother. I know you can hear me. Please wake up." Her movement becomes more frequent.I hold her warm hand against my wet cheeks and say, "Please." At that whisper, her eyes flutter open to reveal her gray orbs beneath.A wide smile spread across my face and I saw a small smile on hers."Patricia." A few hours later... When Patricia had woken up, I excused myself to call everyone. Sally and Adrian were the first ones to arrive here and the rest came later. The doctor had run some tests to ensure she had no memory loss. Luckily, there were no problems; she is awake and she remembers everything, including us. Adrian and Sally have spent more ti