WIFE : BOUGHT AND PAID FOR

SHOT 4

Bhumi's pov!

It took me so much time to settle Sammy. He was unusually cranky and fussy tonight. Hopefully his mood will be better when he wakes up in the morning.

I slipped out of the boys' room and saw the babysitter Aryamann arranged sitting on the couch, with a fashion magazine in her hand.

When she heard me, she looked up at me and smiled politely.

"Are they asleep, Mrs Mehrotra?" She asked and my lips thinned into a straight line at the way she addressed me.

Aryamann, apparently introduced me as his wife, to the new babysitter.

"Yes. They are down for the night. Hopefully they will sleep through the night," I said.

"Okay. You can get ready for your date. I will listen to them," the other woman said with another smile.

"Okay. Here's my number. Call me immediately, if anything happens," I said and handed over a piece of paper with my number on it.

"Mr Mehrotra already instructed me the same and gave me his number. I will keep this too, in case I couldn't get in touch with him," she said and took the paper from me.

"Thank you for coming here at short notice, Ms Swami." I said with gratitude.

"No issues. That's my job. And you can call me Chiara," the woman said.

"Okay. In that case, you shall call me Bhumi," I said, and flicked my hair in my usual style.

Chiara laughed softly at that.

"That was so adorable," Chiara said.

"I always am," I said with a cheeky smile.

Just because she is hired by Aryamann, I shouldn't show an attitude to her. That would be totally against my character and I refuse to be changed because of Aryamann.

I walked into the other bedroom and shuffled through my suitcase to find a dress for the dinner.

I had packed a powder blue anarkali suit with me. It could be passed as a party wear if you try hard. Or you could call it formal wear, if you want.

It was a self designed knitted dress, with three fourth sleeves. I paired it with a set of diamond pendant and earrings that Ansh gifted me for my last birthday. I went for the subtle make up. Just a bit of powder, eyeliner and lip gloss.

"There! You look as gorgeous as ever, Bhumi darling." I spoke to myself, looking at the mirror.

Then I wondered, why I was taking such pains to make myself look beautiful.

"You are doing it again, Bhumi. This time, it is not only your heart. But little Abhi and Sammy's too. You have to guard three hearts from breaking. So stop being a fool and get it over with," I chided looking at my reflection.

I heard the doorbell ringing and cursed whoever was on the other side. Don't they know they shouldn't press the door bells at this time, when there are two toddlers in the room? Most probably sleeping.

Or maybe I should let the reception desk know about it.

I hurried to the door and opened it, only to find a bell boy waiting for me.

"Yes?" I asked

"Mrs Mehrotra?" He asked, looking at me.

Damn you Aryamann Mehrotra!

"Bhumi," I said, flicking my hair in an attitude.

"Mr Mehrotra is waiting for you in the lobby," the bell boy said.