Four Brothers and a Bride

Chapter 124: Chapter 124

ASHAL

"I’m fine. No injuries were sustained."

"Are you sure?" I insist as Demi exhales softly. "I got worried after watching the news clip. It looked..."

"Ashal, I’m fine. Trust me on that."

"Ok. I’m sorry I can’t be there. There’s just too much stuff going on at home and I wanted a break to clear my head."

"Lucky you. I wish I could get a change of environment too." She sighs wistfully. "Anyway, thanks for checking up on me. I appreciate it."

"I wish I could do better. Hang in there."

After the call, I turn to Ashton. "I can’t believe she staged everything, and with Mila of all people??? I never even knew those two could strike up a conversation longer than sixty seconds much less hatch a plan."

Ashton is sprawled on my couch with a hand over his face. He has been upset since he came in this morning for obvious reasons. It’s weird but I am starting to understand how frustrating it all can be.

I spent the previous night ruminating over my alleged feelings for Madeline and while I want to believe that there’s nothing amorous about it, there exists a plethora of behaviors that belie my stance. I can’t help but wonder if I am so in love with Maddie that everyone else can tell except me.

Is this what it feels like to love someone you can’t have? There’s a hollow pit in my stomach that reeks of fear, sadness and frustration for the woman I can’t have. I now see what Ashton has been going through and honestly, I strongly commend him for his impeccable restraint all these months. I am going berserk not knowing how Maddi is faring right now. I can’t imagine being under the same roof with her and thinking straight. How does Ashton do it? How can he stand seeing Demi with Ashley? I could never.

"Are you okay?" I ask my brother.

He sits upright and kneads the kinks out of his neck. My guess, from the bags under his eyes, is that he barely slept a wink last night.

"I had to beg Duncan not to tell father about everything. He wouldn’t have hurt a hair on Mila’s head but Demi...that would just give him another reason to make her suffer." A short breath whistles from his lips as he digs his fingers into his hair. "I have a lot on my plate right now. Father is onto us. Adriana is in the wind again. Mila is pushing for our wedding to take place which I am not prepared for and now Demi is playing with fire. I don’t have the mental band width to tackle all of this at once. I can’t protect her, Ashal. If she crosses father, he won’t spare her."

"No, he won’t." I concur.

"She is currently at loggerheads with mother so I doubt mother will be eager to protect her. She’s been through a lot and I understand how badly she must be hurting but this isn’t the solution. If she tries to mess up father’s plan and bring shame to the family, I don’t know what he will do to her."

I take a good look at him. It should be Ashley worrying so much but no, Ashley isn’t. That’s mostly because Ashley is not always present or perceptive around the mansion to look out for his wife. He has been burying himself in work as a form of distraction from the chaos his actions have caused.

I don’t blame Ashton for his feelings. If Demi had been receiving the kind of love any woman deserves, Ashton might have been able to dial back on his emotions.

I know this by recalling how I felt when Madeline was about to marry the wrong guy. I couldn’t even breathe properly. I almost killed Hunter in my rage.

I rest a hand on Ashton’s knee. "You don’t have to do it all alone. You can tell Ashley the truth and let him worry about her, then face the things you can control."

"You think I haven’t? Ashley admitted that Demi won’t listen to him. She can barely stand his presence. If anyone can get through to her, Ashley thinks it’s me but here I am, woefully failing at that." He surges to his feet and paces. "I don’t have time for this. I need to see Keith. I am heading to his farm house to have a conversation about meeting Adriana again. I just hope Demi doesn’t do anything stupid before I can clear my plate."

"Go on. You can’t do it all. Adriana is our sister and she deserves to be our priority. We owe it to her after all these years. Demi can wait."

He nods grimly and turns to leave.

"Oh, Ash, get some sleep first. You look like shit and it’s uncomfortable staring at my face looking like shit." That’s usually his line and it feels so good to throw it back in his face.

He waves at me.

"Cree will be here soon."

"What? Why?"

"You know why." He replies without turning. "Be nice to her. She was your friend once and she’s wants to make amends." He disappears through the door while I huff out a breath.

***

"He said that?" Cree asks with a hint of amusement when I offer her a drink. She looks exquisite in a sleeveless jumpsuit and heels. I didn’t realize how much I have missed her. She looks really beautiful and smells great too. Seeing her stirs memories of our date and the other dates after it.

"Yeah. Apparently, you want to make amends?"

"Horseshit. I mean, of course I’d love to patch things up but that’s not why he begged me to pay you a visit."

you?" I don’t know how

asking genuinely and not because Ashton asked me to come here." Her

out on you that very day simply because

sorry too. I should have been more understanding." A quiet moment passes between us while our eyes hold. "So, what’s really going on with you? Ashton sounded worried." When I shift uncomfortably, she gives a thin smile. "You don’t have to feel

"You say that now..."

you. I was there to collect a pay check from Shay so I never really bothered to fully open myself up to the spark between us back

be a friend. If it ever gets awkward and any feelings start to rear

is juicy but

on, tell me before

in resignation. "FINE. If you haven’t already guessed

"Typical."

much for not

"Oops, sorry."

personal reasons. I try my best to leave

how does Maddie

made any moves that make me suspect she welcomes whatever is going on between us. She

Cree presses on

who practically stole two years of her sister’s life while my family

is ok with fame. You

you, I suggest you treat this as a fleeting affair. I’m sure it’ll go away. You fell for me once and I bet you thought you couldn’t move on after my secret came to light. Even then, you chose your family. Do

telling me what I need to hear. Get out of her head, Ashton!" This time, I lean close. "What would you do if the

leads us. I’m not even a part of this story but the suspense is killing me. I badly want to know if this is a star-crossed romance like Romeo and Juliet or just a hormonal reaction that a quickie

to ring and I

***

now? I can hazard a guess but I am not in the right frame of mind to

your office." She

"Maddie, what’s wrong?"

Alfie, they found him dead in his car.

breaks to a million tiny pieces as she continues to cry and sniffle on the other end of the phone. Cree is still in the living room, enjoying her drink and twiddling with the TV remote to find a good show to watch when I peek from the first floor. I am glad she isn’t being nosy to eavesdrop

down, Maddi. What are you saying? What boyfriend? Are you being

before he...I just don’t know what to do. I

make her feel better. I’d love to console

"Are you busy?"

Shit! She wants to meet. Gosh, I wish I could

blurt out instead of dousing her hopes. "I’m at my second penthouse up the hills, almost at the outskirts of town. I had some pending work. I’m sorry I’m not there to

understand. I don’t know what I was thinking." She sniffles again. "I have no right to bother

about you. Liv won’t forgive me if I let anything happen to you." I close a hand over my mouth before I can say more

I feel much better now after

break and get

learns that I had a hand in Alfie’s death. I slide to the floor and cover my

been a

she is an eavesdropper. Whatever. I have no prerogative nor am I in the mood

be fine." She continues to hum while I allow her words

***

"Where are you?"

the temptation to roll my eyes. "I’m not a baby. I don’t need a babysitter!" I reply with

How could you sneak out of your own house if you aren’t acting like a

miss them, okay. If Ashton worries, tell him I’ll be at home. You are welcome to stay the night at the penthouse if you like. I’ll hang up

into the pigeonhole and swerve in a different direction from home. Maddi didn’t pick up when I called her back after a few hours. It’s been an extra two hours since then and I can’t seem to reach her. I have no idea where she is or if she’s okay.

her dorm and try her

phone! Where the hell are you?" I mutter, punching my phone like a maniac. I want to go in but that would cause

down the stairs towards my car, a huge ball of relief unfurls in my chest. She’s fine. From her face and disheveled hair, I can tell she must have been sleeping. As she approaches me, she combs her

through the passenger window. "I thought you were out of

sound breathless. "You weren’t taking my calls or returning my texts. I

I’m sorry I got you worried.

will soon

Now that we are both so close, my breath hitches. She has a peculiar scent around her that I have never

talk. "I didn’t know you had a new boyfriend. You