All Chapters of Too Late For Us, Mr Ashford : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Elena's POV I watched my baby from outside the glass fighting for his life, but the good thing was that I was not afraid of having money to treat him. Marcus had gone all out to make sure that everything was catered to and for that I could not even bring myself to be mad at him for so long. The major reason I had a few disagreements was because they were suggesting to have his father's consent. Sarah was the one who had to call in to ensure that this was a procedure everyone had settled for. I initially thought that it was Marcus's doing to possibly spite me but after everything that I had read on the internet about him supporting a lot of charity I knew that he couldn't even come up with such a stupid idea. "I'm sorry, ma'am. We have just put a call through to Mr Marcus and he has given us the go ahead. A lot of people have tried to use the static to the siphon money and make sure that we conduct due diligence no matter the severity of the illness." The doctor explained to

Marcus's POV. I had only one job which was to see Elena smile. The exhaustion on her face was nothing to write home about and I could see how just continuing pretending to act like everything was okay when deep down it wasn't. I had an ulterior motive which included making sure that I did not lead myself to disaster that was beyond my capabilities. "How are the flashes? Are they getting better or worse?" My doctor inquired from me as I started across his table. I wouldn't know how to feel or answer that question without lying and I had come to realize that the best thing that you could do for yourself was to tell the truth when the opportunity presented itself and not allow anything to rob you of that chance. My next move was to make sure that I did not also lose my mind in the process or do anything that was going to jeopardize my future. I should be in control of my energy and what I wanted to be present. "Not too much. I don't think I've got the right motivation to g

Marcus's POV. I watched Elena's countenance drop various degrees. Her fingers paled, her lips pursed as the doctor read everything that was wrong to her. I had never had a child but I understood that if I was in her shoes I would be more than worried. It also hurts that she would not allow me to comfort her, or provide any support more than financially. "Yes, he should be well in a few weeks, but it would be preferable if we had a donor. I mean someone from the family." The doctor continued. The moments that I heard that she had been summoned I dropped everything that I was doing and rushed into the office. She would berate me much later. My presence only seemed to upset her as she kept chewing her lips. A telltale signal that she was nervous. "I don't have anyone I can reach out to." Her lips quivered "Why can't we have a normal donor? Why does it have to be a family member?" I inserted myself into the conversation knowing silly well that if it was up to her I would not e

Marcus's POV. My legs felt like jello. Elena's words kept ringing in my ears. It wasn't the first time that I was suffering rejection but this was more than that. The fire that she insisted had gone out of her life was back and it was geared at me. Dammit I was burned. Was I that much of a horrible husband that she never remembered any good times that we shared? I contemplated letting her go instantly, but like she said it will be counterproductive and I intended to milk every opportunity just to make sure that I got my memories back and my wife. She would never allow me to touch her with a long Pole. "Sir... I think you need to take a look at this." My male assistant drew me out of my head. I was sinking in there. "What?" "There's a publication saying that you are holding Miss Elena against her will. It says that she was fired because you had a hand in it. A blog rumors that you must have insisted that she be let go." I shook my head. As a politician I wanted to al

Marcus's POV. "We would like to know how you felt while running for the mayor position!" "We heard that there has been a spark of dating rumors between you and your ex-wife, how true is that sir?!" A swarm of reporters kept barking questions at me as I alighted from the vehicle. Flowing to Sicily was one of the most challenging things that I had done in my entire career because now I would have to put on a polite smile for people who I knew did not care about me at all. It was all for their benefit and how they could get some scoop of gist. "Mayor, we would like to know how you intend to help the society at large?" I would give anything just to make sure that these people did not trigger my anxiety further than I was already feeling. Some of the Congress people had set up this meeting just to rattle me. It wasn't new that not everybody loved the fact that I occupied the position that I currently wielded. If they had the opportunity they would sweep me out of the way befor