Mr. & Mrs. Shrivastav (#1 Billionaire's Wife)

Chapter 33

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Raghav

I slammed the door behind me while I got out of the car . My anger raged even more after finding Shivani's car parked beside mine.

One part of my brain was telling me to believe It's a coincidence but the other part wasn't supporting me in this situation at all.

I entered the corridor and the smell of medicines hit my nostrils while the White and blue interiors fucked my already fucked up mood.

I asked one of the nurses about the room and I heard a familiar voice, which echoed till the back of head and brought and snatched away me from the conversation.

"Mr.Shrivastav" Dark Black Short haired women, wearing purple top and dark blue jeans. Came here to shield her bestie from me as if I'm going to eat her alive.

"Ms. Shahane" I said , my hands in my pocket hiding the deep and swollen knuckles.

I shouldn't have drank a lot last night, my head was bouncing like hell.

She gave me a death stare as if it would work on me. Her state was clear enough telling me that
' I'm here and my eyes are on you' , I pressed my lips in a thin line and gave a small nod before walking away in the corridor.

My steps halted behind dark curled hairs ,6ft- not much heighted then me - man , wearing white coat, holding a thin pile of files in his hands and giggling with my only wife. The ugliest laughs I ever heard in my entire life, Dhruv has the worst but this was even worse and irritating.

I don't know why but I felt like punching him right there and pluck out all his hairs out of his skull and cut his dick into pieces and fed him.

Shivani giggled and smiled at his words , which boiled my blood even more. The urge to take my gun out from my back pocket and shoot him to death hit me , but my innocent-faced wife will get scared of it.

I let the thoughts shake out from my head and I walked towards them. Call me a third wheeler, but for now he is the one who is third wheeling in my personal life.

"Where's your Angry Bird?" The man wearing shit colored coat said his shoulders shaking and the next thing I heard was Shivani's soft giggles, which didn't last long when her eyes lingered on me. Those fucking eyes are going to be death of me.

"I hope you are done chit- chatting with my wife" I said , as he turned around and the smile on their faces faded. Satisfaction. I didn't look at Shivani as she tilted her face away out of my view , while I passed a glance with Dr. Manav Subhedar, the same bastard who touched my wife in my presence. Motherfucker.

My stare was enough for him to drag his feet far away from us that he left us alone the very next second.

There was a thin string of tension stretching for a long time between us before, my hands curled inside my pockets , controlling themselves from doing something really bad. Shivani cleared her throat snatching me out from my thoughts and we walked inside the Checking room.