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Ashley, a Turkish woman, who came to Switzerland to fulfil her dreams and in search of a happy and calm life. Hudson, a singer who is trying to make his name and be famous. As opposite attracts, they both, one who wants a peaceful life and another who strives for a famous, starry life, fell in love with each other. Meredith, Ashley's friend and Hudson's sister was the reason they both met and the story started. Life had other plans, Ashley's marriage is already fixed by her family, who happens to be Meredith's love. How would Ashley fight her family and reunite Mere dith with her crush? Ashley strives hard and convinces her family. The wedding day appears and she is on the ninth cloud. But where is the groom? With the bride waiting on the altar, the groom disappeared. Will their love survive when they meet each other after 5 years? Will Ashley be able to love him again or will she find support in her loneliness? Will Hudson be able to justify his reason for running away from his own wedding or would a sweet love story end up in another despair?

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Chapter 67

Ashley's POV:

I just had a warm shower and wrapped the towel around my body. It had me long to lose weight after giving birth and I'm happy I made it. Flashbacks of that time when I used Hudson's towel comes up in my head. The way he got me attracted to him coming near my body and then saying it's his towel is making me goosebumps. I shake my head to remove those memories out of my mind and walk out of the bathroom.

When I suddenly see Hudson in front of me. He's looking at me like that day. But I know it's not his towel and our relationship is not like that day either. I hear Meredith yelling something.

"I just know this whore has to be a part of it!" She yells and Hudson closes his eyes in annoyance. Wait, what is she talking about? Maybe she talks about Monika. Why do I even mind? It's his business, not mine. But I can't hold back my curiosity.

"Who are you talking about, Meredith?" I ask.

"Umm, well..."

"Can we talk tomorrow? I will tell you anything just let me have a nice day with Deniz before anything goes under... Please?" Hudson asks me. He looks worried I can tell.

"Ok." I say emotionless. Even though I'm very curious. I hope it doesn't have to do with Deniz because the last thing I want on the earth is my daughter getting hurt.

Hudson smiles after my appreciation. But it's not a usual 'I'm happy'-smile but a thankful and hurt smile. I almost can't hold my face straight and want to cry so I just walk towards my room when he says something.

"Can I see her?... I mean, while she's sleeping, can I watch her for a short time?" He asks hurtful and before I realize a tear falls down my cheek. I immediately wipe it away and turn around to face him.

"I have to get dressed first. Wait." My voice almost cracked. He nods and I go into the guest room. I breathe in and out so I can calm down before I crack up. I change myself very long because I don't know what to wear.

When I find the right pyjamas and want to open the door I hesitate. He left the hall anyway and didn't wait. But I should look if he maybe is still waiting. I open the door slowly and see him looking down at his feet. As he recognized the door he immediately looks up and makes a step forward. He stops and I guess he's waiting for my allowance to enter the room. I nod and the hurtful smile appears again when he enters. I close the door behind him.

Hudson's POV:

I see her sleeping in peace. I walk toward her slowly not to wake her up and sit on a small space at the edge of the bed. I tug a curl in front of her face behind her ear and caress her red cheek lightly. She has the red cheeks of her mother and the curls too. But she's blond just like I was as a kid. She smiles in her dreams and I recognize a dimple on her left cheek. She has also my dimples I guess. While starring at her I regret those years I couldn't watch her in her sleep.

My eyes are filled with tears and when I turn I see Ashley crying behind me. The last thing I remember is Ashley in my arms and we're both crying. But I try to hold the tears back so she doesn't have to cry. I try to face her. I see her dark blue coloured eyes bloodshot. I just hold her jaw with my right hand and we lean on our noses with closed eyes.

"I never stopped loving you." I whisper.

"Me too." She replies but her voice almost cracked so she just left it like this. But that was enough. Thousand times enough to give me the chill, she never thought of someone else. She may be regretting anything and if I could through the time back I wouldn't have left her at all. We stay like this some minutes and then she lets go of me.

"Can I stay and watch her sleep a little longer. You can go to sleep if you're tired." I turn to Deniz and face her again while whispering. She nods and lays on the bed next to our daughter. Deniz probably moved a little to the middle because there is now enough space for me to even lay next to her. Ashley turns to me while we're both laying. We stare at each other and she smiles.

"I dreamed so many times of this moment. You and I, laying on the bed and our girl in the-... middle." She yawns before finishing the sentence. Ashley is probably tired. I am too. It was a very long day for all of us.

"I promise, every dream of you will come true in the future. So does the dreams of our child." I say and join her smile. I was holding the waist of Deniz when Ashley puts her hand on top of mine and falls asleep smiling.

Something touches me. It feels like a stick on my cheek. I move to the other side and still, it's sticking me on the other cheek. When I open madly my eyes I see the sun from the window blinding me and then Deniz's face in front of me. I immediately jump and sit up while she is giggling. I look around and see I'm still in the bed of the guest room. I don't remember falling asleep last night and Ashley isn't here.

"Good morning, Hudson!" Deniz giggles. I join her and chuckle.

"Morning, sunshine."

"I have a question... Are you my Baba?" She's asking excitedly.

Oh shit.

... (to be continued)