Chapter 7

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Third Person's POV

"I don't want your favor, Mr. Vikrant Sisodiya. I can find a job on my own," Nandini says, folding her arms over her chest.

Vikrant sighs. "I'm not doing you any favor. My assistant will be going on maternity leave starting next week, and we have not hired her replacement yet. Since you are also looking for a job, I'm simply offering you one."

Nandini thinks about it for a while.

She does need a job, and the sooner she gets it, the sooner she can start saving money. Her salary can also contribute to her enrolling in an excellent culinary class.

"If that's the case, I will accept the job. When shall I start?" She asks.

"You can come to the office tomorrow, and personnel from HR will provide you with the job description. You can then start from next week," Vikrant replies, and Nandini nods.

"But there is one condition, Nandini."

"What is it?"

"No one in the office can know about you being my wife. I don't want them giving you special treatment because of that. It will only hamper your performance, which can affect my work too, as you will be working as my assistant."

Nandini frowns, hearing him. "But most of your friends and colleagues had attended our wedding. Won't they recognize me?"

"We didn't have any pre-wedding functions, and on our wedding day, too, there were only a few guests. And you had also been wearing a long veil then. So, no one was able to see your face," he replies. "Also, we didn't allow any paparazzi at the wedding or have any official photoshoot or announcement. That's why I don't think anyone will recognize you in the office. My friends and colleagues only know that my wife's name is Nandini. And more than one girl can have that name, can't they?"

Nandini thoughtfully nods at him, realizing he is right.

Anyway, she also didn't have any interest in introducing herself as Vikrant's wife because this relationship meant nothing to her now.

A sharp pain pierces through her at that thought.

If it doesn't mean anything, why does it still hurt this way? Her heart questions, but she doesn't have any answer to that.

*****

Vikrant, his parents, and Nandini are seated at the dining table, eating the paratha Nandini made for breakfast.

Although Vikrant had first made a fuss, wanting his usual toast and juice, his mother had refused to give in, wanting him to eat the breakfast made by his wife.

And now, as he has been taking the bites of paratha, he feels thankful to his mother for forcing him to eat this tasty paratha.

But still, he keeps a stoic face, not wanting anyone to know he is enjoying the breakfast.

"Umm, I wanted to tell you something," Vikrant tells his parents.

"Yes? What is it?" Nishitha asks him.

"Nandini is considering doing a job, and since my assistant is going on maternity leave soon, I offered her that position. So, she'll also be joining our office starting next week."

As soon as Vikrant says that, Nandini apprehensively looks at her in-laws, waiting for their reply.

She hopes they don't have a problem with her going out and doing a job as some in-laws have. After all, it's essential for her to do the job so she can support herself after leaving this house.

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