Chapter 4 : Trust Issues

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You make me so happy,
It turns back to sad.
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Gargi's Pov

We bid bye to each other on the video call and I hanged up. I turned to move inside the room as I was standing in the balcony but halted when I saw my buddy calling me.

"Hello gorgeous." he said and I chuckled hearing his new way of addressing me.

I asked him about his whereabouts as he was calling me after months and as usual he replied with the same answer. "Are you forgetting I am a chef. Who owns hotels and has to bring new dishes in the market every month." He showed me his fake anger and I giggled looking at him.

"Btw thank you so much for coming here for Mahira. I love you bye." He said in an urgency as if the world would burn down if he didn't hang up the call.

I turned around only to get hit by a wall.

'No wait how is this even possible, this can't be a wall.'

I opened my eyes only to get drown in those mesmerising hazel eyes. I cleared my throat and moved a bit away to maintain some distance. When I moved away I again looked at him only to gawk at his post shower look. Oh those wet dark brown hairs I wish my hands could get tangled in it. My gaze slowly went to his jaw, wish I could bite his perfectly chiseled jaw. Going down I looked at his Adam's apple and then at his perfectly toned six pack abs. Soon realisation hit me that I was gawking when he cleared his throat. That irritating smirk never leaving his lips.

"Like what you see angel."

"Huhh" coming out of the trance I understood he caught me staring at his body.

Suddenly his eyes darkened, he took a step towards me and I moved my step behind. He asked "Who was on the call?"

I then understood that why Kartik cut the call in so much urgency. No wonder he was scared of my possessive husband.

Caging me between the balcony railing and him. He again repeated himself this time his tone a bit harsh. Showing his underlying suppressed anger.

I stuttered a bit while saying "M..My Frien..Friend."

He caressed my cheeks with the back of the thumb while asking "A guy?"

I wasn't able to form any sentence due to the close proximity. I can see his anger building behind those hazel eyes. Suddenly his fingers wrapped around my neck choking me the hold was neither harsh nor soft. The hold showed his pain and anger. I tried to push him away but it was of no use.

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