Chapter 72: Forgiveness

Oliver's POV

It has always been my dream to cook Megan and sleep beside her every night. And now that everything's coming to reality, I couldn't stop my heart from feeling so happy that finally, I've got the chance to be with her. And knowing I am now a father of a seven-year-old boy, who gives my life additional meaning, I am happy with the outcome of my decisions in life. I know I felt guilty for everything that I have done to them, but I promised to spend my entire life making up for the lost times and loving them both every day of my life.

I couldn't stop myself from feeling so conscious as I prepared dinner while Megan was watching me the whole time. But I couldn't deny it made me feel so thrilled, and I couldn't wait to let her taste the food that I prepared for her. And I couldn't deny she gave me the boost to show off my culinary skills. And I know Megan is not hard to please, and all she ever wanted was someone who would take good care of her and show her that she is being loved.

I felt glad she left me, and I could do the job faster; after I had prepared everything, I felt delighted Clara came to my rescue, and she told me to fetch Megan while she prepared the dining table. I dropped by my son's room, and I smiled when he was already up and he was fresh from the shower.

I couldn't stop myself from getting closer to him, and I kissed his forehead, and he was giggling when I picked him up and threw his frame in the air, and it was satisfying to hear his laughter, and I told him to meet us in the dining room while I will get his mom.

I smiled when I opened Megan's bedroom door, and she didn't notice me watching her as she busied herself with the pillows; I could tell she had changed her beddings, and I couldn't stop myself from thinking about what we were going to do on the sheets later tonight, and just thinking about those things made me feel so hot all over my body. I was shocked when she invited me to stay the night, and I was about to ask her if I could be with them tonight, and it made me feel so happy that she is no longer the old Megan I know.

She is now more open about her feelings, and she is no longer afraid to speak her mind. I could tell because of the experiences she had been through; it made her more vocal, and I love the new Megan, and I couldn't stop myself from smiling as I remembered her fake headache. And making love with her this afternoon at my place was one of the best things that happened in my life, and I wanted that kind of thing to happen between us now and then, and I couldn't wait to have them both in my house.

I stifled a laugh when she jerked when she saw me watching her with wide eyes. And then the happiness I saw on her face was priceless. Alice came just on time before we started eating dinner, and we had the most incredible meal as I could see Megan was smiling the entire time.

"Wow! Megan was right when she told me you were an incredible cook, Ashton." Alice declared, and I saw Megan's face turn crimson, and I loved it when she blushed.

"Did she tell you about me?" I asked, and Alice nodded.

"Of course, during her sleepover at my house, and she couldn't stop talking about you, we were young back then, but I could tell how crazy she was about her first love," Alice responded.

"Hey, Al, would you please stop talking about me?" She asked, and she was giving her best friend hard stares, and I could tell she wanted Alice to leave the dining hall.

"Why, Meg? Am I telling a lie?" She asked her best friend, and I held Megan's hand under the table, and I massaged it, and it was my way of telling her everything was alright, and she smiled at Alice.

"Okay, I am now giving you permission to tell Ashton everything I told you about, and you can also tell him about the nights I cried over him when I got so jealous of Lauren, but allow me to tell him you kept his picture in your room since I am not the only one crushing him when," Megan didn't finish her sentence when Alice attempted to throw the spoon at Megan. I was laughing, and I couldn't believe they would be telling me this, and I never realized I was Alice's crush once.

"Dad, can you read me some stories tonight?" My son asked, and I smiled at him.

"Of course, Axel, I'd love to," I said.

"And mom, can you read with dad?" He asked her mother, and Megan beamed at him as she ruffled his hair.

"Sure, Axel." She responded, and I could feel it; my heart swelled with happiness.

"What story do you want us to read for you, Axel?" I asked the moment we got inside his room, and her mom reminded him to brush his teeth, and he was jumping while he went inside his bathroom while I took Megan in my arms, and we hugged each other until Axel came back, and he was showing us his white teeth. We read the stories of Jack and the Beanstalk and The Red Riding Hood, and then I smiled when he was yawning.

"Good night, Dad and mom, and thank you, I am so happy tonight, and I couldn't wait to tell Kim that my mom and dad read me stories." He said, and I tucked him on his bed, and we kissed him good night.

I couldn't express the happiness I felt as we left him in his room, and I never thought being a dad would feel this wonderful. It is more satisfying than playing football, knowing it was the only thing that matters to me growing up without knowing there is more to life than playing my favorite sport, but I couldn't deny football will always be a part of my life.

"Hey, thank you for being here with me, Ashton," Megan said while she was resting on my arm, and she was facing me, and I was caressing her back.

"Actually, I wanted to ask permission from you if I could sleep here tonight, and I felt so glad you beat me to it," I said, and she frowned.

"Why are you frowning, Meg?" I asked.

"You could have asked me first since you are the man." She said as she tried to turn herself away from me, but I pulled her closer and started giving her butterfly kisses, and I could hear Megan giggle.

"Megan, it doesn't matter, I love you, and you know that and I love it that you asked me to stay here with you tonight," I said, and she smiled at me as she cupped my face, and we shared another night filled with passion.

Megan woke up early in the morning, and I joined her in the kitchen as she prepared our son's breakfast, and I couldn't believe she didn't let the maid prepare our son's food, and I became more in love with her. We took Axel to school, and I felt so proud I am his father when he introduced me to his best friend again.

"It is still early, Ashton," Megan said, and I nodded my head as I looked at her in the eyes; she will always look beautiful even without make-up, and watching her now in her business attire made me feel so proud of her.

"Can I drive your car?" She suddenly asked, and I slowly nodded my head, and I wondered why she wanted to drive my car, but I didn't ask her instead I handed her my car keys, and she looked so hot driving my pick-up truck, and I wanted to drive my sports car next time since I couldn't wait for her to drive my latest collection.

As we drove away from the school grounds, I couldn't stop myself from looking at Megan while she was driving, and I suddenly felt so nervous when I realized Megan was taking me to the cemetery. I took her hand as we walked inside, and I could feel my heart was restless.

"Hello, Abigail," Megan said the moment we stopped in front of our daughter's grave.

"Meet your Dad, my baby girl." She said, and I could feel her voice tremble as I put my arm around her shoulders.

"Hi, Abigail," I said, and I could no longer take it. I got down on my knees, and I sobbed like a baby until I felt Megan's hand caressing my back.

"I am sorry, Abigail, I am so sorry; I have never been there for you; I am sorry if you suffered, baby," I said as I could feel the tears on my cheeks.

"I am sorry, Meg," I added, and I felt so much pain as I realized what I had done to them. Maybe if I had been there for Megan, our little girl could have been alive.

"It is okay, Ashton. I didn't bring you here today to make you feel guilty. I want you to meet our daughter." Megan said as he pulled me up, and I couldn't even face her as I realized what a fool I had been.

"Ashton, please, Abigail is now happy that finally you have come with me. I always visit her alone, and I know our daughter could feel my loneliness, but right now, I feel a different person. I am happy now that you are back in my life." She said.

"Forgive me, Meg," I muttered.

"I have already forgiven you, Ashton." She responded, and I looked at her face.

"Thank you for bringing me here so I could meet our daughter," I responded.

"You are welcome, and I wanted to let go of the pain of yesterday so I could finally forgive you, Ashton." She declared, and I smiled as I murmured my thanks again, and we said goodbye to our daughter, and we walked out from the cemetery holding hands while I could tell I had become a renewed person.