ℛ𝒶𝓃𝒾 𝒮𝒶: 𝒯𝒽ℯ ℛ𝒶𝓉𝒽ℴ𝓇ℯ 𝒬𝓊ℯℯ𝓃

Chapter 18

Chapter-18

Ranvijay's POV

"Are you mad, Ranvijay"

I heard her shouting loudly as I broke the glass into thousands of pieces which shattered here and there.

Yes, I am mad.

I so desperately wanted to yell it right at her face but don't know why it didn't come out of my mouth.

On not receiving an answer from me she left from there, I thought. But she proved me wrong as she came back with a first aid kit in her hands and started to treat my wounds.

The wound wasn't bothering me as much as it seemed to bother her. I couldn't feel anything not even the pain that was occurring because of the injury. But she seemed to be alot concerned about it then I was, as there was a constant frown etched on her forehead, eyebrows furrowed together in anger as she continued to clean my wounds.

To be honest, I was angry at that moment. I am right now as well because of the issue happened earlier. My own brother didn't care to tell me about his choices and he told it to someone else. I don't know what to feel at that moment when I heard her saying that Adhrit told her about it but he didn't told me anything.

I looked down and saw her already done with cleaning my wounds and started wrapping the bandage around my hand. And that's when I actually noticed her facial expressions for the first time ever since we have been married for almost two months. Every time I have faced her my eyes were always settled on her amber brown ones which seemed to spit fire whenever she gets angry.

Her facial expressions were usually calm and neutral but at this moment her face was red clearly because she was angry, yet didn't showed it. The ivory skin tone of hers was equally complementing her. Her sharp pointed nose, long lashes touching her cheekbones and each and every feature of her was beautiful. Her body language speaking confidence and determination.

I have a strong hatred towards woman like her who always disobey people and do what they want. The woman who think of themselves as superior and treat men as someone lower to them.

She is somewhat like them. Always has to have a opinion of her own and has been doing exact opposite of what I want from her from the very start. I hate these kind of woman but looking at her face full of confidence and her attitude of not bowing to anyone I can't seem to get myself to have the same opinion of her. She is too arrogant, egoistic and full of herself but at the same time mature enough, one thing that I have realized just now.

"What are you looking at?"

Hearing her voice I realized that I have been staring at her all this while.

She raised her one brow questioning when I still didn't answer her.

"Nothing,"

I replied.

She stood up from the couch going out of the room and came back after few minutes with a maid trailing behind her who came to clean up the pieces of glass.

The maid cleaned the pieces and left immediately leaving both of us alone there. I sat there in silence hoping for her to say something but when even after a long time passed and she didn't spoke anything I looked up at her to find her lost in her own thoughts.