All Chapters of A Simple Favor: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

The next two weeks I spent on bed rest were hard. The only good outcome is that I am no longer feeling pain or depression, but being locked in the house makes it feel as if I am about to lose my mind. I had never appreciated the outdoors as much as I do being in here, but there are good parts. Asher is mostly by my side and Ruby-Jo isn’t so fussy anymore. The maids have also been taking extra good care of me, even though they more it seems as if I am fragile. I remember the third night; I was having trouble sleeping because I hate sleeping on my back and my stomach is the most comfortable position for me. Three days ago…………………. I twist and turn from side to side, but couldn’t get comfortable. The room was dark when he spoke, but on the outside, I can hear a maid walking by to check on Ruby-Jo. “You’re not sleeping,” Asher says. It wasn’t a question. I had my back to him because I wanted him to get some sleep and not have to worry about me. He worried about me quite a lot, and

Millie just about steps out of the shower while I am sitting on the bed sending an email. She stares at me as she clings to the blue and white stripe towel as our eyes meet. I place my phone on the bed at the look in her eyes. I don’t know why she is hurting or even making this confusing. I already gave her several answers to her questions, yet she is still having doubts about everything. Then I couldn’t hold it back any longer. I swiftly move to stand before her and grip her waist, then pull her toward me, gently. She braced herself with her palms on my chest, but she doesn’t push me away. I stare down into her eyes. “Millie.” Her lips twitch. “Asher. I’m angry at you.” “I know, though I don’t know why.” But I do know. She is angry with me because of the three days I left her in the hospital. She is angry because I am busy at work and she feels as if I am avoiding her. But the truth is, I am, and it’s because I’m afraid I’ll tell her. Before any other words could leave her lips

The next morning, I am the one who brought Millie to work. Thinking that maybe we could start over, but I can’t even say the words. All I can think about is that I don’t want this to be me and another Dovey situation. During lunch time, I am at the bakery with a bouquet of flowers. Georgia is the only one who isn’t so busy and tells me that Millie is in her office. When I get there, the door is open and I see her talking and laughing with Noah and the other male. Which you would think they would be working since the place is full of people. Hearing her laugh, makes me think that she has come alive. Maybe she didn’t want to be around me, because she seem to be her normal self now with that grin on her face. Why aren’t these two working? I am upset at what I am seeing from this guy, but it makes no sense I react, so all I do is to knock on the door. Millie looks over at me, I give her a smile and her grin gets bigger. Her eyes then finds the flowers in my hands then she gets up and

I still can't believe Asher asked me to marry him, I am over the moon right now.I sit with the wedding planner, coming over what venue I would go for.Asher had to work, so I am the one to make the decisions and then run them buy him."How about a beach setting?""In winter?" I shake my head. "I was thinking more of a garden."Better yet, I know this guy who rents his barn out for these type of thing. You can do the wedding pictures on his horses."I frown, this is the third idea I have had and she shot it down."You want the wedding of the year, with the media to capture your grand moment."Who said anything about the media?""Well, you both are stars, so what better way?""You will not be inviting the media, just close friends and family."She nods."Good, for the floral arrangement-""Since it is Christmas, you should get Christmas flowers.""Ok." I nod then begin to pack away my things and stand."Where are you going?" She jumps to her feet and asks."Away from here, you are not l

It was Christmas eve, and here I am with a large tree and enough ornaments to decorate the entire house.Ruby-Jo is fast asleep, so she won't even get to experience this. But they again, she won't know what is happening, so Millie was right. She won't remember.But at least this is a tradition we can share, and not to mention the smile that spear across her face when I show her the things I got.I struggle inside with the tree, then had to bring it had outside to chop the tip off because it is too large."No, don't throw it away." Millie rushes forward. "We can have a second tree." She smiles.I shrug and again, we are heading inside.As we get to decorating, Millie's laughter and singing fills which ever room we are I at the moment.She stick to ornaments in her ears and dances around.I like this side of her, I live it in fact. My wife, silly and carefree foe the most part.After seeing that we are not getting anywhere, we leave the maids to it so we can go eat.Then she suggest som