Contract Marriage ✅️

Chapter 18

Present time Adonis's POV -
My sleep broke at the alarm. I really can't sleep knowing the fact that she's in pain. I love her. She loves me. But still we are so far. I am somehow dragging my body to do works. Without her I am like a lifeless body. My mom came today to see me. I couldn't hold myself. I hold her the letter and just put my head on her lap. She read the letter. She then said something I was shocked.
Mrs. Wilson - I knew everything. She told me. But like you I also had a feeling that she's right girl for you and our family. I also had a hope that this fake marriage could become a real one. I also hoped that she will become my real daughter in law. She loves you with her whole, for who you are not for what you are.
Adonis - What do you mean by you know everything?
Then she told me.
6 months ago while Mrs. Wilson's stay at his house Mrs. Wilson's POV -

The way she took care of me I was really impressed by her. I already started consider her as my own daughter. But her calling me Mrs. Wilson still bother me. I want to hear mom from her. So before the day of my I called her in my room.
Mrs. Wilson - Dear come and sit beside me.
Priya - Yes Mrs. Wilson. Do you need something? You called? Everything ok?
Mrs. Wilson - Yes. How can everything not? You are here now. But tell me one thing. Am I bothering you or you don't like me?
Priya - No, Mrs. Wilson. You can never bother me. Why asking?
Mrs. Wilson - Then why this formality? Why Mrs. Wilson till now dear? Why not mom? You are my daughter in law. But you are like my own daughter.
Priya - I like you too Mrs. Wilson. Just like I love my mother.
Mrs. Wilson *took a box out and handed Priya after opening it* - See. You like it? 👇

Priya - It's beautiful. Its almost identical with Indian mangalsutra.
Mrs. Wilson - You know Priya when the father my Grandfather in law went to visit India he was really fascinated by it culture are the cultural variations. So when he came back he made his by a jeweler. It's totally hand made and unisex. He gifted it his wife and told her that these should pass on by our generation. Whoever comes in this family rather it's a boy or a girl they should be gifted by this. These beads are special. A saint in India gifted it by saying it would protect the family. The the mother gifted it to grandmother, she gifted mom in law and she gifted me. Now it's time for me to gift it to you. I know it's old school practice but we have this practice. Please accept it dear. I already accepted you as my daughter. Now it's time you accept this and also me as your mom.
Priya *stood up suddenly* - Sorry Mrs. Wilson but I am not the one who supposed to have it.
Mrs. Wilson *confused* - What are you saying Priya?
Priya - Yes Mrs. Wilson. I am also not have any right to call you as mom. Though I love you as my own. But I can't.
Mrs. Wilson - What are you trying to say?
Priya - Yes Mrs. Wilson. I am... I am not you real daughter in law.
Then she told me everything. Including her love for Adonis. I got angry at my son. But after hearing everything. I couldn't get angry at this girl. How could I? Where could I find a girl like her for my son?
Priya - Mrs. Wilson I know the importance and purity of these kind of things. How can I make a thing like this impure by accepting it? A relation base is trust, love and respect. Trust builds with truth. But our relationship is nothing but a lie. A contract. For the sake of a contract I can't play with emotions and family rituals. Also I am not your real daughter in law so no matter how much I crave to call you mom, I can't. I know my limits. Mrs. Wilson I am really sorry. I didn't mean to play with your feelings. I don't know how can I apologize to you. I know that now you don't even consider me as a human being. But I couldn't lie to you anymore. No relation or wounds should let go open. I am sorry.
Mrs. Wilson - I still consider you as my daughter. Now your honestly made you more than that for me. I wish you both find your happiness *whispering within yourselves and I get you as my daughter*. Come here.
* Priya hugging her*  I hope one day will come when I will give you and you accept it with all honestly and dignity. You are the most purest and honest person I have ever met. Thank you for coming in my life.
That evening we both cried in each other's embrace like long lost reunited mother and daughter.
Present time Adonis's POV -
Hearing everything from my mother. My love for Priya grew more even if it's possible. She's so honest person. She didn't tried to cheat or hurt my mother's feelings. How can I get that much luck that I got her. But again lost her. This feeling is killing me.