His Wife

25. Her Past

Rudransh's pov

Three agonizing days had passed without her by my side. It felt like traversing through hell, with everyone treading cautiously around me, as if I were a ticking bomb ready to explode at any moment.

My patience wore thin, and I found myself snapping at every little thing. The only solace amidst this chaos was that we were nearing the resolution of our current issue; all that remained was capturing the culprit.

Our plan was meticulously laid out, and if everything unfolded smoothly, I could depart for India tomorrow.

Each night, I engaged in conversations with Anya. She would tell me all about her day and i would listen to her patiently even though i had every minute detail about her from advait. I was aware of how much she longed for my presence.

My reverie was interrupted by the ringing of my phone.

"Hello?"

"Yes, I'll be there."

"Is everything prepared? Because if I find even one thing missing or unready upon my arrival, be prepared to face the consequences," I asserted firmly.

Finally, the moment arrived. I was en route to my beloved, soaring through the air in my jet. Although I hadn't directly informed her of my departure, I had entrusted Advait with the details.

Yesterday's operations went off without a hitch, paving the way for my return home, to my cherished Anya.

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My car pulls into the driveway around midnight. I am elated to know that I will be seeing her , my jaan although she might be asleep but i can admire her sleeping form.

I entered the mansion with my keys. I placed my shoes in place and walked in further.

I missed her so much , i missed her sweet voice , her kisses , her complaints , her tantrums, her warmth , her love , her puppy eyes which she uses to convince me , , her clumsiness , her soft smile - scratch that I missed her whole being.

I softly entered my room to see her sleeping peacefully snuggling in my pillow. I smiled seeing she had wore my clothes to sleep. I walked towards her softly , trying not to wake her up.

I was moving when my hand touched the vase and it fell down making a loud shattering sound. Great ! How the fuck did I manage to do that !! I cursed myself when , Anya, startled, rubs her eyes.

She opens her eyes and sees me standing thinking she's hallucinating. She blinks, but i am still here, standing in front of her, a warm smile on my face. Anya's heart skips a beat as she rushes towards me , her eyes welling up with tears.

"Ansh, is it really you?" she asks, her voice trembling with emotion.

I nod, taking her hands in mine. "Yes, it's me, Anya. I'm back."

Anya throws her arms around me, holding me tightly, not wanting to let go. "I can't believe you're here. I missed you so much," she whispers.

I hug her back, feeling her warmth against me. "I missed you too, more than words can say."

We stay like that for a moment, wrapped in each other's embrace, the world fading away around us. Finally, we pull back, looking into each other's eyes, a silent understanding passing between them.

"I love you, sweetheart ," i say softly. "I'll always come back to you, no matter what."

Tears stream down Anya's face as she smiles through them. "I love you too, Ansh. Welcome home."

I give her a huge smile and bend down to carry her in my arms. I gently placed her on the bed.

"Now , go to sleep. You have college." She nodded but made no move to leave me.