DEAR HEALER-OUR EPHEMERAL MARRIAGE

CHAPTER 18-ISTERI SAYA HILANG! (MY WIFE IS MISSING)

Drenched in cold rain, with raging hormones.. A pair stood fight for dominance as they kiss...

He know this is wrong.. A sin that he committing towards her.. Then why does wants to do it again and again?

This never happened, not even with Jeevika around, he never waver and lost his control like he is right now..

Khushi is nothing like Jeevika for him to take her as Jeevika's replacement.. Khushi is entirely a different kind of a woman, who dare to talk back at him, to make a fun with.. And totally unpredictable..

Never his type, he always wanted to have silent and reserved woman, a mature and loving kind of woman, forgiving and selfless, he doesn't remember his memories of his mother, but deep down he seek those qualities in his future lady..

That’s how Jeevika was, a perfect lady.. Kind and loving.. Then everything went wrong.. Like his mom.. She also left him behind.

Now, Khushi.. Unlike those women, Khushi is someone with a time limit, the limit he himself created, there is no fake hope, love, emotions.. But just some like attraction and a little sense of belonging..

He let go of her, she whimpered a little.. He picked her up and carried her to their resort, soon as the staffs noticed their state, they blushed and departed.

He only let her down once they reached their suite. She is shivering, he handed her the towel and said, "You take a warm bath, or might get cold tomorrow." She gave him a clueless look..

"Is she serious drunk?" He waved his hand before her face, he sighed softly, "Khushi.. Honey, do you want take a shower instead?" She nodded slowly.. He felt like slapping himself for giving her alcohol, why is acting too cute?

He called the lady attendant to help Khushi, while he himself took a quick shower and changed into his night attire.. Khushi was already fall asleep in their bed, wearing his shirt too his surprise, "Apologies sir, but madam insist her want to wear your shirt only.." He nod and dismissed her.

He covered her properly with a duvet, he reasoned their first kiss using Arnav but today? What was the reason..? His eyes fell on her mangalsutra, "Khushi is.. My wife.." Rightfully his... One for a year..

This is getting more and more confusing..

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The next day,

Both of them acts as if last night never happened, she sent him some files through email, he verified them before sending them his clients.

Khushi clear her throat, handed him a cup of coffee.. His head is throbbing, so does hers.. They drank coffee together..

"Sorry I troubled you alot last night." She said, "I sent shirt to wash, they will bring it back to you.." She added.

"It's ok Khushi, it's just a shirt.." He mumbled, with last finishing touch he is done with his work, "Today we will go shopping.."He stated," Buy whatever you want, I will pay for it. "

She nod in negative," Please deduct it in salary or I will pay you back when I get my salary. "She insisted, he huffed feeling irritated."Fine do as you wish."

Khushi revealed a small smile, noticing color of his clothes was black, he had always wear this color more than often. The tailoring of the clothes made him look elegant and charming.

"You like black?" She asked him, he furrow his eyes brow.. "No.. But someone in the past used to say, I look great in this color.."He answered, which made Khushi even more curious," Your ex? " His gaze moved away from her face, as he replied with an "mm" but didn't move away..