WIFE : BOUGHT AND PAID FOR

SHOT 5

Bhumi's pov!

I watched anxiously as all blood drained from Aryamann's face.

"What is it, Aryamann?" I asked, slightly shaking him out of the shock he had gone into.

"It's, it's the boys," he said and my heart dropped into my gut.

"What is it? What happened to them? Speak up, Aryamann." I demanded furiously.

"One of them has been crying non stop for a long time. Ms Swami couldn't get him to stop it. They just called in the in house doctor, just to be on the safe side. I am sure there is nothing serious." Aryamann said and I felt like I was drowning.

My baby! My baby is unwell and here I am, having dinner at some fancy shack.

"I need to get back to them. Now." I said, as I stood up from my chair.

"Yes yes, of course," he said and stood up with me, after dropping a couple of bills on the table.

It must be Sammy. He has been quite cranky and fussy since evening. I shouldn't have left him alone. I should have stayed with him.

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Aryamann's pov!

The journey back to the resort was tense. Bhumi was panicking and I could see that.

As we landed on the resort helipad, she began running.

"I will come with you," I said and ran behind her.

She stopped abruptly and looked at me and said forcefully.

"No,"

The rejection hit me like a ton of bricks.

"You can't be alone—"

"I have been alone for three years," she said, making me flinch.

"I need to do this alone. Please," she begged and I couldn't argue.

I let her go.

I managed to contain my frustration for five minutes and after that I simply couldn't stay back and wait. So I decided to pace the corridor before Bhumi's suite room.

After a few minutes, a pale Bhumi walked out with the doctor and manager of the resort.

"It might not be anything serious. But, just to be on the safe side, it would be better to take him to the hospital," the doctor said.

"There is actually some turbulence in the sea. So speedboats aren't available tonight," the manager said apologetically.

This is the problem with the private island resorts. It is not easy to access the outer world if some weather problem arises.

"You came in a chopper, right?" Bhumi asked, looking at me hopefully.

Anger flared in my eyes, when she asked me that. She saw it and misinterpreted it.

"I wouldn't ask, but—"

She is asking. That is the problem. As though I needed to be asked. As if I needed to be persuaded to help when my son is ill.

"Give me a minute. I will arrange for us to be flown over right away," I said and quickly dialled Rey's number and made arrangements for our flight.

"We can leave in fifteen minutes. Pack whatever is necessary for tonight. I will arrange for the rest of the things to be brought later," I said, taking charge.

I watched as she expelled a sigh of relief. She walked towards me, to embrace me?

But something in my expressions might have stopped her.