His Angel

Chapter-12

PLEASE IGNORE THE MISTAKES

Kriti's POV

After 24 hours flight, and one hour more travelling we reached there, it was the penthouse, But when we entered, it wasn't giving me homey feelings but I shrugged it off.

Aarush went to attend a call, just then a maid came, ''Welcome Mrs. Singhania, please come, I will escort you towards sir room.'' I nodded with a smile.

It was a way big, interiors are also fascinated which didn't failed to impress me, however, there is strange feelings inside me.

I'm not feeling those feelings which should feel by a new bride, I'm also feeling weird about Aarush behaviour, don't know why?

I entered inside the room where she took me, it was a grey color bedroom, and there are some pictures also hanging there, which are of his mother and sister.

''What the hell are you doing here?'' A shout broke my trance and I flinched.

I started typing on my phone, so that he can understand me, but before that he catches my elbow in a hard grip, the sudden pain surge in my whole arm.

Tears were threaten to fall but I know I'm strong and I will not tolerate this.

"How dare you to come in my room" he shouted while I close my eyes because no one in my life ever shouted at me like that.

I want to slap him for shouting and behaving like a jerk but sensing the danger around me, because if he throw me out, then what will I do? I don't know anyone here and also I can't even speak then how will I ask help?

He pulled me closer and shot me murderous glare which was enough for me to scare me.

"Fucking answer me." He said while he slammed me to the wall and my back hit too hard and I shriek in pain.

"Oh, how will you answer, when you are a fucking mute." He chuckled darkly and then he dragged me out of the room and jerked me which results I fall downward and something strike with my hand.

Blood started rushing out of my hand but true to his words, how will I express when I'm a mute.

Time is almost midnight and everyone is sleepy and I don't know where to go?

Here is chollas compared to India and looking at my condition, I'm still in my wedding lehnga, feeling cold.

I sat on the cold floor, hugging myself and buried my face in my knees.

This was the time when I broke down because at the first day not to forgot my wedding night, I was thrown out of my room by my own husband just because I'm mute, what's my fault in it.

From my childhood, I always have to heard from others about my muteness, about my capabilities just because I can't speak.

Why? God why? Why you make me like that, when you give me everything, then why didn't you give me my voice.

But after all this I face the world, become strong, but now what will I do?

I'm here at that place, miles away from my family and also no one here to encourage me, to support me, no body to take care of me.

Guess what now I have to become strong, strong for myself.

I will made Aarush fall in love with me, but where will I go to spend my night.

I sat there, in a hope that Aarush will realise and he will let me enter, and slowly in that hope, my eyes started closing and I fell in that deep slumber.

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"Kriti, Kriti, dear wake up." Some one shook me and I slowly opened my eyes to saw one maid whose name was Kamla from last night trying to wake me up.