Metanoia (Shubman gill×Ishan kishan)

Chapter 23

Shubman's POV

"I remember vaguely,he did have a wife,whose name I can't recall,as it was years ago"

"Did something happen,like divorce or something else?"

"If i remember correctly, there was a Cheating scandal,which lead to their divorce"

"Why are you suddenly asking so many questions about Ishan's father's past relationship?"

"Nothing,dad,I was just curious",I trailed off.

"Just curious?Your face doesn't really looks convincing"

Ah fuck.

I forgot we were in a video call,and dad could see me.

It's Sunday,and I decided to spend the afternoon with Ishan,in our penthouse.

Our penthouse,that I only brought for him.

Ishan will be here in a hour or two,and I took that free time to skype dad and ask about his old friend,that is,Ishan's father.

"Uncle kishan's present wife,aunt Stella,she isn't Indian,right?",dad noded to my question.
"But Ishan is Indian,pure Indian.So,he can't be their kid..."

I trailed off,but dad cut me off.

"Ishan is Leila and Vivek's son.Leila was his first wife.They were childhood lovers,and after graduating college,both of them got married.It was a tough time because Kishan just started his business,not enough money in his pocket.After a year,they had Ishan.Everything was going well,Kishan's business was flourishing.But then the dreaded happened.Leila was diagnosed with leukemia. She died a few months later,leaving a lonely Vivek with the little 3 year old Ishan"

"Then?"

"A few months later,Vivek married this other woman,don't really recall her name right now,but she was american",dad continued.

"So,it wasn't aunt Stella?",I asked,although I knew the answer.It's pretty clear.

Dad shook his head,"No,Stella is his third wife."

"Dad,wasn't his first wife his childhood sweetheart?So,how did he move on so fast?and got married?What about Ishan?"

I had so many questions.

"It was impossible for him to handle his newly flourishing business,his grief,a baby.It was a lot on his shoulders,so he found someone that time who he could share the sorrows with."

"Grief leaves a person vulnerable and lonely",dad continued.

I contemplated his words for a bit.Uncle was vulnerable,and that bitch took that chance to get into his life. Maybe she was after his money or something.

Before I could interrogate dad any further,my clown of a brother interrupted the video call.His face taking up the whole screen. Idiot.

"Back the fuck up from the screen,Clown",I snapped in fake announce. No matter how idiot he is,he is my idiot.I love him dearly,although I would never tell him that,otherwise it would boost his already mount-fucking-everest like ego.

"This ain't no way to speak to your little bro",he snapped. I don't fucking know where he gets all that attitude from at the age of 15.

"Shut up and what kind of grammar are you using?"

"A grammar that an old mutt like you won't get,bahahaaaa"

"Where did you learn that "m" word from?"

"What?Mutt?ohh,Shubi I heard you use this word quite a few times recently",he smirked,as if he won a high profile case infront of the court. Clown.