Heartless Husband

-chapter twenty eight-

-vedika-

Abhimanyu Rajvansh had must have some nerves to dominate me in front of his family by making me obey him with just few words. Anger blossomed in my chest with so much of a great force, I hadn't hesitated closing the door behind forcefully.

I hadn't liked what Roop had said. I wanted to fight for my dignity and respect. Something that woman didn't know how to show but there was a part of me that questioned what if Abhimanyu thought the same as his mother?

What if he also believed Shravani wasn't his?

Hatred couldn't stop raising in me. God dammit. Everything was going well between us and it hadn't took long for Roop to crash that thing in mere second.

As we entered the suite, Shravani disappeared for her colouring book and I rushed inside the bedroom but my steps halted when I saw a note on the bed and memories from the past five years rushed over me.

"Missed me, darling?"

The three words were still written in that curve handwriting I was never able to forget. It had been five years. So long that sometimes I forgot I once received notes like that.

Then why now?

Why had he left this note on the bed when he was...

"Love?"

I stayed still at the voice. I don't know if it is even real or not. I didn't even know if all this was real. Probably these all we're my imagination and if I closed my eyes, they would all be gone.

"Love."

A hand grasped my shoulder and I snapped my eyes towards the person to find mismatched eyes looking at me with concern. He took the note from my hand and read what was written on it. His expression not varying even a bit. Unlike me, he stood calm and composed.

"Who sent you this note?"

These all were real.

OhmyGod! Panic seized my lungs until  I could taste the metallic fear in my mouth. Air seemed to be left out of my throat as I tried to breathe.

"Please..." I let out as I felt a strong arm wrapping around my waist and I was pulled into his chest.

"Breathe," his strong command touched my skin and undid the knots forming in my stomach. I fell on the bed with him. His arms still around me and my face buried against his neck.

"I can't," I crooked with shivering voice. Tears gathered around my eyes and I let them fall free. Abhimanyu didn't said anything. He had just held securely against his warm body and let my tears stain his expensive shirt.

Things were so much better in the morning. Now as I looked, all I could were the three words that was promising me to ruin everything.

I don't know for how seconds, minutes or probably hours we stayed like that but as the tears dried down, my eyes couldn't stop meeting his. "I was faithful to you, Abhimanyu."

"I know." He kissed the crown of my head before pulling away from me gentle, too gently as if he feared I would break.

I watch him pull out his phone through my lashes and then he spoke in Italian. I pull my legs to my chest as he went on about something, me perhaps to the person at the other side.