25. LOVE DRUNK.

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─⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ Jyoti's pov :

"Fuck you" I shouted.

"I-I just wanted to ask you out and since you were busy I was concerned......"

"Stop irritating me, I'm at the office and I won't attend today's dinner date"

"But why, I mean-"

"I'm just tired and I need rest"

"I told you right, not to overwork yourself ? Why don't you understa--" the owner of the voice spoke.

"YOU are NO ONE to tell me what I should do and what not, stop bothering me, first of all it's completely my wish what I will do and secondly I'm not at house anymore, so stop calling me out of no reason, I've got a meeting to attend, I'm hanging up"

I hung up on Nakul before settling down on my seat. How can a person be this clingy and clumsy. I mean, how? It's because of him I got late on the very first day of my office just because he spilt an entire bowl of soup on my clothes. I'm seriously annoyed by him and I've got no wishes to go on any dates with him.

Flashback to morning,
Jyoti pov :
I woke up groaning with a severe headache. The bright scorch sun rays hitting my face forced me to open my eyes . I saw Nakul sleeping adorably on the couch while hugging his knees. I felt sad and wanted to cover him with a duvet but I headed off towards the bathroom unbothered.

After returning I made breakfast for him and when I saw him coming down stairs I indicated to him to serve the breakfast while I went up to pick my file that I had left in the cabinet. He nodded and showed me a thumbs up.

After I picked my file , I went down again and sat down as he started serving me.

"Neend kaisi gyi?" I asked
(How was your sleep?)

"good, don't worry about me, I'm fine"

"I'm not worrying, just asking"

He smiled but the very next second his smile faded away when the bowl of hot soup fell on to Jyoti's clothes and a loud sound of slap echoed through the room.

She slapped him hard and stood up from the table,before heading upstairs changing her clothes and heading off to her office, 20 mins late on the first day.

Flashback ends.

Back to Jyoti pov :

Now here I am stuck with him. I can't even make him understand the fact that I don't have feelings for him. I was forced into this marriage. I respect him as my husband but what bothers me is his clumsiness. What will he do when I leave him? Stupid ass. I shouldn't have slapped him like that, poor him.

Shit, shit why am I worrying about him, focus Jyoti focus. I mentally slapped myself and started working on a project to divert myself from his thoughts.

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