4 years, they hardly met once or twice in few very elite parties.....other than that he stays in New York and Mayur in California....
2902.2 miles distance, 6 hours and 5 via flight
Both never bothered to approach each other and even if mistakenly their eyes met, his turns cold......he looked away indifferently.
It was decided at the same day they got married that they will be living the same way as before the said marriage......
Sometimes she really felt like crying and screaming her lungs out....if only things were that simple, her eyes would sting, throat will clog up but no tear would come out, it's how it was
Mayur's life was never simple!
It was messed up from the very beginning and even after so-called marriage.....that remained.
Ezekiel King made it perfectly clear from the beginning of this relationship that he never liked her, so caring was out of question.....he'd have nave proposed this kind demand if he had even an ounce of respect for her.
She often wondered in silence how long he plans to ignore her like she -- his wife didn't exist.....
and if this is how it’s gonna be then
why not just stop this facade once and for all, there was no point of this marriage,.....why not go separate ways ?Like every year, tomorrow they said couple will go on a breakfast date where suddenly he'll get an "important call" and then he will suddenly excuse himself saying he have to cut this short.....as if she couldn’t see right through his lie
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Noyon was already waiting for her daughter in her room with a beautiful cotton saree and a jewellery set and judging by the determined look she threw at her, Mayur knew no matter how much i deny she'll make her wear it.
It was absolutely gorgeous deep orange saree with thin red intricate filigree work on the border with deep neck red blouse and a heavy uncut diamond and ruby choker! Mayur instantly fell in love with it
"must i do this ? Every year ?" She asked sighing
"of course, he is your husband after all...he must be waiting for you there, get ready fast" Noyon said smiling wryly
"stop pretending like everything is perfect! he can't even bare to sit with me for more than 10 minutes" She scoffed
"Mayur.... I ___" Noyon sighed "just go, little more time, i assure you everything will be okay"
Mayur only look at her mother through the mirror with a stern expression
"Meet him today, this one last time" She requested gripping my hands tightly
"fine, this one last time"
She was feeling awfully lazy today, her limbs are refusing to move, even her body knows not to be in touch of a person who made it very clear that he doesn’t want her.
"Maam,..we have arrived" driver announced
Getting out of the car
"Thanks! you can go back, i don't know how long It'll take....I'll come by myself" She said and almost reluctantly he left, last thing she needed was to feel insulted by her driver for her 10 minute date, he'll tell ma everything as he always does.She reached the reception area and asked the manager..."Good morning, I've a reservation in the name of Ezekiel King"
"Ah! Ms.Parrish! yes,.....come I'll escort you to your private table. Away from all the disturbance!" He said with a professional smile
She scoffed muttering "yeah! Miss.Parrish indeed"
have i mentioned before that my husband Mr.King never acknowledges me infront of the world as wife....? apparantly not even on our marriage anniversary either.
God knows why does he have to send those awful flowers and cards every year.
Alright fine, she admits, those were not awful at all, she didn’t throw them away in fact, they were probably the most beautiful bouquet he sent in last 3 years.
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