The ceo's bride ( Under Editing)

Chapter 42

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Determined to mend things with Sharanya, Ishaan felt a sense of urgency driving him forward. Each step he took towards the store was filled with a mix of anxiety and determination, unwilling to waste a single moment in his quest to make amends.

Inside the store, Ishaan carefully selected special gifts, each one chosen with heartfelt intention. As he picked out luxurious items from Chanel and Dior, he couldn't shake the feeling of remorse for the pain he had caused. Yet, with every diamond bracelet he added to his basket, he felt a glimmer of hope that he could replace the shattered trust and make Sharanya feel cherished once again.

Among the array of gifts, Ishaan made sure to include Sharanya's favorite flowers - red, pink and white roses. With each bloom, he hoped to convey his deepest apologies and his unwavering love. But it didn't stop there; he sought out sunflowers, knowing they held a special place in her heart, hoping their vibrant hues would bring a smile to her face amidst the turmoil.

With arms full of tokens of his affection, Ishaan hurried back home, his heart pounding with anticipation. He prayed that these simple gestures would serve as a balm to the wounds he had inflicted, longing for the chance to make things right and to heal the hurt he had caused.

Back home, Ishaan moved stealthily, his every step deliberate and cautious. His heart raced with anticipation as he tiptoed through the doorway, determined to keep his surprise under wraps. With each silent movement, he carefully placed the gifts upon the table, his excitement palpable in the hushed atmosphere.

Taking great care, he arranged the flowers with tender precision, mindful of Sharanya's adoration for the red, pink and white roses. He wanted them to exude perfection, to mirror the beauty he saw in her. Nearby, he positioned the Chanel and Dior perfumes, their sweet fragrances poised to envelop the room in an aura of luxury and allure. And then came the diamond bracelet, a symbol of his remorse and devotion. With gentle hands, he cradled it in its box, ensuring that it caught the light just so, its brilliance reflecting his hopes for forgiveness and reconciliation.

With each gesture, Ishaan poured his emotions into the arrangement, his desire to make things right echoing in every carefully placed item. As he stepped back to admire his handiwork, a mixture of nervousness and longing gripped his heart, yearning for the moment when Sharanya would discover the tokens of his affection and, he hoped, find it in her heart to forgive him.

Ishaan's heart swelled with anticipation as he considered Sharanya's love for diamonds, hoping the sparkling gift would bring a radiant smile to her face. As he placed the sunflowers around the room, memories of Sharanya's joyful reactions flooded his mind, infusing him with a sense of purpose and determination. Their vibrant yellow petals seemed to echo her infectious happiness, adding a burst of color to the space.

Stepping back to survey his handiwork, Ishaan felt a wave of emotions wash over him. The room now seemed transformed, infused with the warmth of his love and the flicker of hope for reconciliation. With each carefully chosen item, he had poured his heart out, hoping beyond hope that Sharanya would see and understand the depth of his remorse.

Anxious yet hopeful, he awaited her arrival, yearning for the moment when she would discover his surprise. In that moment, he prayed fervently that his efforts would convey the sincerity of his apology and the depth of his love, hoping against all odds that this gesture would be enough to mend the rift between them.

A sudden realization dawned on Ishaan - he needed a subtle way to lure Sharanya into the room without spoiling the surprise. Swiftly, he grabbed his phone and dialed his mother, Shruti, his voice hushed as he outlined his plan and pleaded for her assistance in bringing Sharanya to their room.