"I am not your puppet I am not going to continue this relationship as if nothing happened I will never consider her as my wife"
Is this all a joke to you this marriage and stuff first you forced me to get married and when the bride ran away you tied...
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Leaving me with no choice but to wait for her, she rushed inside to the bathroom and I sat on the couch waiting for her , suddenly my phone it was work related so picking it up I went to balcony as I was about to finish talking I got back inside my room.
I was in the middle of a phone call when the sound of the closet door opening caught my attention. My eyes instinctively fell on my wife as she walked out wearing a stunning Light pink coloured shimmering saree. The phone slipped from my hand, forgotten, as I was mesmerized by her beauty. She looked absolutely magnificent, and my heart skipped a beat at the sight of her.
Her delicate fingers carefully gathered the strands of her hair, pulling them back into a loose bun.
I couldn't help but admire her grace, the way she moved with such effortless elegance. Each movement was like poetry in motion, captivating me completely. The way her hair fell in soft waves around her face, framing her features like a work of art, only added to her allure.
Resting my back on the wall near the dressing table I crossed my arms up to my chest Only to admire her while she was getting ready applying lipstick, vermilion in her partition and little bit of khol in her beautiful doe eyes.
Applying khol in her eyes she asked "what??.
I walked Little closer at her analysing her head to toe she looked at me frowning her brows as I said.
Dil toh Mera pahle bhi nhi tha ab jaan bhi lene ka irada hai biwi.
(I didn't have a heart to mine even before, now you have the intention of taking my life, wife.)
She placed her hand on my mouth in anticipation shaking her head she said.
Kuchh bhi na bola kare aap.
(please don't say anything)
What can I do? I have no control over my mouth after seeing you in this mesmerizing saree," I said, gently removing her hand from my mouth and tucking strands of her hair behind her ears.
"Just a sec," I said suddenly, a thought popping into my mind. She furrowed her brows in confusion, asking, "What happened?"
I rummaged through my drawer, finding the box I had tucked away. Holding it tightly in my hand, I rushed back to her side. Her gaze followed the box in my hand as I extended it towards her. "I brought this for you."
"What is this?" she asked, her expression puzzled, as she accepted the box from my hand. Slowly, she opened it, her eyes widening in surprise. A radiant smile spread across her lips as she glanced between me and the box, her eyes shimmering with joy.
It's so pretty," she chirped in excitement as she picked up one of the earrings, her smile lighting up the room. Seeing her happiness brought a warmth to my heart; she deserves the world, and the joy on her face is worth every penny spent.
