Ashton's POV
Teaching my son the basics of football is the best thing I have ever done for the last eight years. Every ti he laughs gives a different feeling of gratification, and his laughter makes feel so delighted that I co and visit them.
It was a beautiful feeling playing on the lawn with Axel while gan watched us. And how I wish it would be like this every weekend for us, by the way, gan was looking at every ti our son is not watching is telling it would just be a dream for now.
After almost one hour of running and chasing my little buddy around, he got thirsty, and he asked he wanted to drink so water. He excused himself and got inside the house while I watched gan the whole ti, and I couldn't stop myself from walking closer to her.
And I wondered what she was watching since I could see she was smiling, and I could tell it was sothing entertaining since she overlooked Axel and I stopped playing for a while. I was looking at her intensely, and I wanted to take her into my arms since I wanted to feel those kinds of emotions once again because I still rember the feeling of having gan in my arms.
And as I watched her, I couldn't stop myself from reminiscing about the past. I missed everything we did together in my grandpa's estate, especially on the treehouse and my favorite spot at Astikoz hills. I wonder if she ever thinks about those mories we had, and I missed her so much, and I hope one day gan will look at in the sa way, full of love instead of anger.
And as expected, gan's smile faded right away when she raised her head and found looking at her. Her face hardened, and she started barking at , and when I attempted to co closer to her, she stopped right away. And even if I have been preparing for this mont to co for the last eight years, nothing can prepare the pain I felt when she told the only way she can forgive is to stop bothering her, and it hurts so much when gan said she doesn't want to see anymore.
I wanted to protest, but Axel ca back with a chessboard in his hands, and I should thank my son for saving , and I hope he would be the key so I can win his mother's heart once more.
"Can we play chess, uncle Ashton?" My little boy asked, and I smiled at him and nodded my head.
"Axel, we need to eat breakfast first. I think you should play chess with your uncle Ashton after eating, okay?" gan softly said to our son.
"Okay, mom." He responded, turning around, and he got inside the house to return the chessboard. I think it was my chance to tell gan what I wanted to say, but her staff ca out with trays on their hands, and I realized they would be eating breakfast on the porch.
"I think I should stay in my car while you eat your breakfast with Axel," I said, and gan looked at , and I could see the look of surprise on her face.
"Ashton, you can stay and eat breakfast with us, and I am sure Axel would be delighted if you would be dining with us," Clara said, and I smiled at her.
"Thank you for the invitation, Clara, but I don't think.." I said and was not able to finish my sentence since gan interjected.
"Take a seat, Ashton, and have breakfast with us." She calmly said, and even if I could tell she was forced to invite to have a al with them, it made feel so happy that I sat down right away on the seat across from her.
When Axel returned, he was beaming from ear to ear, and I noticed the paper bag on the chair beside gan was still unopened. She didn't even try to see what was inside of it, and I felt so disappointed, but I got a brilliant idea, I could use the content of the paper bag as my excuse to co back and revisit them, and I couldn't stop myself from smiling.
It feels nice to eat with gan and our son, and this is the second ti I wanted sothing badly. I wanted to have them in my life, and I don't know how to make it happen, but no matter how she will push away, I guess this ti I have to make her realize
I wanted to be part of their lives, but on the other hand, I don't want to make her unhappy; maybe I will ask her one more chance to talk with and allow to tell her everything I wanted to say, and if she can't give another chance I need to let her go, but I wanted Axel to know I am his real father and not the singer.
I played chess with Axel until his mom told him he needed to stop playing and answer so of his assignnts, and I thought it was my cue to go, but I felt so delighted when Axel told gan he wanted to teach him and help him answer so of his assignnts. And I can see the disappointnt in gan's face when our son took my hand and pulled inside the house.
I was impressed by the interior design of her ho, and I smiled as I rember I still know gan by heart. Axel brought to his room, and I couldn't stop myself from feeling hurt when I looked at the picture fra on top of his side table. It was the picture of gan and Axel together with Gael, and they looked like one happy family in the picture. And I was wondering if Gael is really his father, as gan claid, and I know I heard so stories when a mother got so angry with a specific person during her pregnancy, there is a big chance her child will exactly look like the person she hated the most. If it is true, then I guess gan hated perfectly since Axel is the carbon copy of myself.
But I still believe in science; the genes on his body belonged with , so that is the reason why we were identical. I enjoyed teaching Axel his lessons, and I realized my morning with him was very productive. I didn't want to stress gan, so before lunchti, I said goodbye to my boy, and since I couldn't find gan, I said goodbye to Clara, and I told her I was going to visit Axel at his school one of these days.
I was on my way out when I ca across Gael, and I could see the stunned expression on his face, and I could tell right away, he was so angry with .
"What are you doing here, Ashton?" He asked in a stern voice.
"I ca to visit, Axel," I replied, and I could tell he was sizing up, and I could see that beneath his anger was sadness, and I wonder why he looks so miserable.
"Oh, I see. I didn't know you are fond of my son." He said flatly, and I felt a pang on my chest, and I wondered if gan was really telling the truth that Gael was Axel's father. I suddenly felt my legs tremble. I was such a jerk, and I know I am still in love with gan. Still, I didn't co here to ruin her relationship with Gael if ever they are really a couple, and I was wondering if Alice did all of it to make look like a fool. I realized she could have done it to get back at for hurting her best friend, and Clara could be the accessory.
"He is an adorable child, and I guess everyone will find him charming," I replied since my mind was chaotic. I thought I had my chance with her.
"I don't know why you are here, Ashton, but I am warning you, don't ever co near gan again. You don't have any idea how much she suffered because of you. She is now happy with , and we have our son, so you better get out of my house now before I drag you away from here." He said, and I felt cold water wash over my face when I heard him say I was at his house.
I walked towards my car feeling so defeated, and I realized I ca for nothing. I was very excited to et gan, and I was thinking the whole ti Axel was my son, and I realized the person my grandfather hired wasn't wrong after all when he concluded that gan was living with Gael with their son.
I drove away from their driveway with tears in my eyes as I realized I was too late. And I wouldn't say I liked Alice for playing with my feelings. Well, I deserved it for being an idiot. I know how much I have hurt gan from the past, and I can see it on her face, and I thought behind gan's anger, she still has feelings for . Maybe Axel is my son, but Gael is already the father on his birth certificate, and Axel already acknowledged Gael as his father. And who am I to ruin gan's peaceful life once again?
"And just like that, you will surrender?" Isabelle asked the mont I told her everything that happened at gan's place after I arrived at our house. I felt so glad she ca ho, or else I would be dealing with my pain alone.
"Isabelle, I love gan, and this is the best thing I can do for her, I need to leave her alone so she can be happy again, she beca so cold towards , and it hurt to see her in pain. She even told hearing my na pained her. Even if I wanted her back, she doesn't want anymore, Isabelle.." I said, and my sister moved closer to , and she put her arms around , giving sisterly comfort, and I know even in silence, my sister can help feel better, but deep inside my core, I know only gan can make feel whole and happy again.
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