Four Brothers and a Bride

Chapter 97: Chapter 97

ASHLEY

I don’t know how I have been feeling ever since Ashton dropped the bomb on me about Nicola being Shay. I wasn’t entirely surprised by the revelation. Yet, it still hurts to confirm my suspicion. It still stings to know how selfish her love is.

I have given her everything once and it was never enough for her. She wrecked me emotionally and that’s suicidal given my traumatic childhood. She defamed me publicly and left me to crawl my way out of a dank pit of misery and self-loathing.

Foolishly, I let her back into my life after years of therapy and self-branding. I blame my desperation to prove to myself that I am worthy of being loved or at least lusted after.

Nicci has been my longest relationship despite our complications. She knows me better than any other woman I have been with. I know she can be selfish but to be so selfish she didn’t mind using my darkest secret against me is just heartbreaking.

I have been avoiding her calls and wondering how to confront her about everything. I don’t know how I want to handle this. Do I officially end our relationship even if it’ll wreck her right now? She did the same to me and I probably shouldn’t care but deep down, I don’t think I can go through with a break up. It’s partly for Nicci and partly for me because I can’t let go of her when I am still unsure of Demi’s heart.

I think about ghosting her but that seems like a weak move. I want to confront her, hear her admit her heartless betrayal to my face but not today. Today, I just want to forget how much my love life sucks and focus on the one thing I don’t have to beg people’s admiration for; my fashion business.

I am currently working from another spare office because mine is being worked on. I’ve got someone getting rid of the secret door I built for Nicci to sneak into my office years back, to avoid the paparazzi. Now, it’s just going to be a wall.

"Mr. Ashley?" Levon calls my attention for the third time.

"Yes?"

"Your phone’s ringing."

I look down to find my phone buzzing loudly on my desk. Why is mom calling? I take the call. "Yes mother?" She continues to rant and go in circles while I massage a brewing headache on my left temple.

"Mhmm, I remember the finance minister’s wife. Lovely lady." I lie so her chitchat can progress. Then the shock hits me. My eyes double like the size of saucers. "Demi is what?" I am already siting up in my chair. Demi is pregnant or rather, could be pregnant?

"I know, right. I was just as shocked and so was Demi. She quickly countered Greta, citing that she isn’t pregnant or she’d know but the thing is Greta is hardly wrong about these things. She has a keen eye for sniffing out a woman in the early stages of her pregnancy. I haven’t been able to suppress my hope so I wanted to ask you if...you know, both of you have ever..."

Ever slept together? That’s what mom is trying to confirm.

"Yes mom. Demi and I have consummated our marriage."

A small gasp of excitement escapes her lips from the other end of the phone.

"Really? And did you...never mind. If you did, there’s a chance Demi could be wrong. She’s confusing work stress with the discomfort that a first trimester brings. Oh Ashley, could you confirm with your wife? If Demi is truly pregnant, we have to take better care of her and the baby, cut back on her working hours and all that stuff. It’s too risky moving on without knowing for sure. Please make her take a test or go see a doctor at our family hospital. Can you do that for me?"

I am too flustered right now. Demi could be carrying my baby? I may be a dad soon? The possibility and the change are both scary and exciting. Scary because Demi might not be ready for this and loathe me for putting her in this position. Then Asher’s prediction will come true and I’ll be forcing a woman who isn’t fully committed to me to have a baby. That would be a different kind of hell.

It is exciting because there’s a slim chance Demi will forgive me and focus on having our baby and preserving our marriage. With Nicci’s betrayal and losing our relationship, I won’t feel so terrible because I am starting my own little family. The fear of being alone or feeling unlovable will be greatly reduced.

"Ash, did you hear me? Will you ask Demi to confirm?"

"Yes. Yes, mom. Don’t worry. I’ll get back to you on that."

When I hang up, Levon eyes my smile with a suspicious air. "Good news?"

"Kind of."

I slip my phone into my pocket and surge to my feet like a new man. No more sulking and staying late at the office to avoid home and the pitiful looks on my brothers’ faces. Nicola can wait. I’ll deal with her later. I need to see my wife right now and know if we have cause to celebrate or a major fight to settle.

"Levon, let’s call it a night."

"Ok." He clears his papers from my desk. "Good night, sir." The moment he leaves, I dial Demi’s phone.

"Hey, are you home?"

"Yeah. Why?"

"Mom was worried you looked really stressed out. I was thinking maybe I could run you a bath, massage your feet. Do you want a day off or a paid leave from work so you can rest? Just say the word and it’s done. I am leaving work now. What can I get you on my way home?"

Ashley, calm down, okay? Mom already called you about

into my cheek. "I’m sorry about that. You must have

she hadn’t heightened mom’s hopes. I am not pregnant,

sure. We should probably do a test or something. I’ll get a pregnancy test strip

be. You assured me you pulled out, right? Was that a lie?" An ominous silence ensues. My heart thuds in

how feeble I sound. "But sometimes, these things happen. Even condoms aren’t a hundred percent secure." Her silence makes chills

test strips. I’ll be in my

after the test results. I

"Ashley?"

do this right now. I brush past her but she grips my

haven’t been taking my calls or replying my texts. You completely shut me out. Did I do something wrong? Why

On second thoughts, maybe I should just deal with this right now. I yank my hand free of her and stare daggers at

you’ve done? LOOK ME IN MY FUCKING EYES AND TELL ME YOU HAVEN’T DONE ANYTHING TO WARRANT MY HATRED RIGHT NOW." Nicci’s eyes cloud over with tears. "Maybe I should call Cree over and ask her the same thing, see

"C-Cree?" She stammers.

bitch to a more humane lover. I forgave you after everything you did to ruin me. I got your career back on track and used my influence

my hands, I move

to be a spun of the devil to use such a devastating experience to have me running back to you. You’re despicable, Nicola. I am not surprised you keep losing people in your life. You are

for love. You

MENTION MY WIFE’S NAME WITH

droops with

of love? No, you don’t love anyone but yourself! You don’t care about anyone but yourself! You use people

Please, give me a chance to make it up to you." Her tears and words only serve to

my house, I’ll have you disgraced publicly and thrown out." While she is still sobbing and begging,

admission hurt more than I care to admit. Why do

I keep hoping she’d spare me from her selfish inclinations. The same goes for Demi. It’s the worst kind of delusion to expect her to completely forget Ashton and swerve towards me with

the test strips. My anxiety goes through the roof now. What if Demi is indeed pregnant? How will she feel? What will father and my brothers

will mother feel? Will Demi be willing to let me close to her again after

me from the dining table where

"Ashley?"

hug her

Is everything okay? Did you

from your end. There’s a chance the test might be negative too, remember that. I want you to be prepared for that. You can’t go around looking dejected if it turns out

sneaky links. The contract will have to be revisited. There’s a lot of changes to be made,

can’t believe mom is already in that headspace. She

conspicuous frown on his face. "What are you two talking about?" I grab mom’s hand when she whirls to

it unnatural for him to

towards me, a confused look on his face. "You’re

I quickly clarify.

that pauper here to bear my grandkids? That was not part of the agreement! How could you put such ideas in his head? Demi was clearly a mistake we planned to rectify

plans change, Brett. Sometimes, the universe has bigger plans

didn’t sleep with Demi unprotected; your son did so spare me that universe crap."

snarls at

"I’m not pregnant!"

Demi atop the stairs in a floor length dress. Her hair cascades messily down her shoulders. Slowly, she descends the stairs and comes to

contract I signed so please, stop having these dreams. You’ll only be hurt

to admit it. He’s very considerate of your feelings. I know

don’t think

Brett." Mom counters father. "Let the

He’s the last of our sons to crave marital commitment. Let him live a little and when he’s ready to settle

is standing right here."

not blind,

everyone is fighting because of me. "That’s enough now. No one will say anything more about my marriage. Whatever decision has to be made will be done by Demi and I." I edge close to my wife. "I’m

me up the

as she goes into her bathroom to pee on the sticks. I got three! My hands are clammy