Four Brothers and a Bride

Chapter 153

Chapter 153: Chapter 153

ASHLEY

"What the hell are you saying, doctor? How did this happen?" My heart is thudding in my chest as I try to make head and tail of what Nicci’s doctor is saying to me right now. Tears cloud my eyes when he explains Nicci’s sudden sickness and strange bleeding on the island. With shaky hands and a shakier voice, I ask him the hardest question.

"And my baby?"

"I’m sorry, Mr. Ashley. It was miscarried."

My vision blurs for a long minute and every other sound drawls to silence around me. I neither hear my phone clatter to the floor or my brothers rushing forward to check on me. After a few violent shakes, I snap out of it.

"Ashley, what’s wrong, man? You’re tearing up." Ashal pulls me into a hug while Ashton grabs my phone and redials the doctor’s line. He listens quietly to him with a somber expression on his face. Asher descends from the stairs and joins us.

"What’s going on?"

"Nicci lost the baby." Ashton reveals to everyone. A fresh stab of pain lances through my heart. I never thought I was already attached to my unborn baby, never thought its death would hit me this hard unlike my experience with Demi’s. I guess the promise of a new life and new status as a father has been the one good thing about my fucked existence lately.

"Calm down, Ash." Asher pats my shoulders. "Get a grip on yourself."

"GET THE FUCK OFF ME!" I snap at him. Suddenly, memories of his planned brutality towards mine and Demi’s child fills my head. "You know nothing about how I feel." I scratch my head roughly while a sickening laugh spills off my lips. "I wanted that baby! I needed...how could you understand? Huh? How could you ever understand, Asher? You demand yours be aborted in two heartbeats because having a child would cramp your ambitious goals. We’re not the same. How could you possibly expect me to just get over such a huge loss?"

"Whoa, Whoa, that’s enough." Ashton and Ashal circle me while Asher stands stunned into silence by my sudden harsh accusation. "Cool it, Ashley. We know you’re hurting right now and we are deeply pained by it but there’s no need to be vindictive."

"Vindictive?" I ask Ashal. "Have you quickly forgotten who tipped father off about Demi’s pregnancy? I lost my child because he craved to please father. Nicci’s miscarriage was clearly an act of God but Demi’s? She could have carried the baby to full term if certain people hadn’t gotten involved." Pain wracks my soul as I recount Demi’s attack. Tears blur my eyes. "Maybe, just maybe I would have found solace in that baby given the eventual loss of Nicci’s. Why can’t anything go right for me?"

I sink to the floor and bury my head between my thighs.

"Why am I cursed?"

My brothers wrap their arms around me and console me for the next few hours.

***

"Are you okay?"

I look up from the swimming pool as Asher enters with a bottle of wine and two glasses. He sits next to me with his feet dangling in the water.

"I’ve been better." I accept the glass he offers but set it aside when he attempts to pour me a drink. "I’m sorry but I don’t want to numb the pain. I need to feel my child’s loss. It’s the last thing we can share."

Asher puts away

"How’s Nicci?"

pain and shock according to her doctor. She’s under supervision." I sigh deeply. "Mother can’t

"Say no more."

about earlier. I didn’t

with a thin smile. His eyes drift over the pool, to the grayness that lies just beyond the towering walls. "Yeah, I’m not ready to start a

We laugh a bit.

never stopped to think that you might actually desire parenthood. I was too engrossed with getting rid of Demi that I shelved your own feelings about her pregnancy. I just want you to know that I am not that guy anymore.

"Thanks, Ash."

to reconcile. I believe he is capable of change even though it’s going to be a slow,

our heads as Ashal comes jogging towards

need

What the fuck is he doing here? If his smug expression is any indication, father must have brought him along. My

raking the faces of the men and

you all to be present when I tackled this matter once and for all. I’ve got too much going on to be sidetracked by flimsy lies fed to my gullible son. You want to know the details of your adoption? These elderly gentleman and lady over here work for the orphanage where your mother and I adopted you boys as babies. They have records of all the meetings we had with your biological

head. "Ashton, why don’t you

forward to sample the

"Won’t you join him?"

of us not to join in. Ashton flips through documents and cites disparities in the earlier adoption papers

He never looks at us once or tries to

if they left any records of a next of

financially and made the hard decision to give you boys up

know how they

she know

knew about

back to Ashton. "Last I heard, they died in a fire that gutted their home.

one featuring our biological parents into his

That clarifies

as father

been

my anonymous texter lied about the details of our adoption. You were right. I’m

wryly. "I bet you are. You only had to trust me or at the very least, believe me after I answered all your

to track the anonymous

don’t care about that now. I fulfilled my end of the promise. I went out of my way to fly these busy people into the country just to clear the doubts to my name. There are always consequences to actions and

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