Sweetness!

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CH - 48

Sidhant enters her room with a confused mix unbelievable frown. He wasn't planning to come here, but don't know what happened suddenly that he just take his keys and drive through her. Still come only with a plan to just spend little time here then leave.

But now after saw her, condition which tells that she is not well. He somewhere had an idea, because they had a quite long night yesterday. The reason he asked her also but she just hang up with yelling.

Naaz thump on the bed and scoffs by covering herself with the quilt, "What changed your mind? And yes, don't expect any kind of welcoming gesture from my side because I can't, right now. First, it's pain like hell, the second I am starving badly and third, I am so much pissed on you."

She crossed her arms and turn her grumpy face to the other side. Sidhant can't help but chuckles at her expressions, she might be the only girl he saw who looks damn cute whenever get angry and make this pouty face.

Moving towards her he stands towards the way she is looking at and asks, "Ohk tell me what's the problem? Where's it paining?" Scrutinizing her eyes towards him he snorts, "Why would I tell you?"

Sidhant huffs by placing hands on both sides of his waist, "Because I guess, I am a doctor." Rolling her eyes she throws a pillow on him by clenching her jaw, "So do I, and you are a surgeon."

Shaking head he sits in front of her and sighs, "But I have my knowledge of fifteen years, so know please kindly tell me mam what is your problem?" She clutched the pillow near her stomach and replies, "I am on my periods and it's paining everywhere, like everywhere.. I.. I am sore also... And that's cause only because of you."

With the last line, she again throws another cushion on him, which he caught before landing on his face. "My fault?" He asked by moving a far from her, as she doesn't look at the piece today.

"Yes." She yelled and lay on the bed by covering her face. Now, this is something again new for him, handling someone on her mood swings. One more thing that he did in life, taking care of someone except his patients.

But this is not something weird, people do care for their friends. Wait, is she his friend? The last time he knows when he hated her, obviously not as a hate type of hate.. He just didn't like her actions, except that everything is fine with her from the starting.

And now she also stops throwing things on him, is she? He chuckles by looking at the cushion on hand, intentionally or unintentionally she loves to throw things on him.

Sighing he moves outside, the kitchen is openly attached to the living area. Grabbing a plate he serves the food he brings for, both. Because he is also hell starving, her kitchen shows that she didn't enter inside once. Otherwise, the condition will not be so good.

A sudden memory came to his mind when she tried to help him but do nothing to increase his work. She is not a bad cook but after her plating, the omelette on the plate the kitchen looks like a disaster. The day when he decides it's clearly not her place.

Smiling he moves towards her room, "Get up, here's the solution to your second problem and maybe third will also solve after this. Then I do something about the first. See I can solve your problems in minutes."

Sneaking from inside the quilt she narrowed her brows when saw the food on his hand. Her eyes popped out in shock, coming out from the quilt she screams in sudden happiness, "Pav bhaji, hayee sidhant I love this..but where did it come?"

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