" 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐢𝐧 𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐡 "
"Tell me Baby did he make you feel the same way I did"
He slowly moved his nose on my cheek and grabbed me by my hips...
I am really sorey for today guys, I was in the hospital and I practically spent my entire day over there, sitting on hospital benches and couches😭 My mother wasn't feeling well, I took her for check up and it got extended to further tests, scans, etc. 😞. Just came back home. Here's the update.
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The atmosphere between them shifted the moment they entered their bedroom. Diya deliberately avoided meeting her mother-in-law’s gaze, which was laced with mischief and teasing. Shweta was well aware of her son’s habits and his rigid rules. She knew there was no way he would leave his work in the middle of the day to indulge in anything domestic, much less act like a doting husband. Advait could hardly go a few hours without working—that was the level of obsession he had for his business and investments. While he might not be a family man, when it came to the business world, he was always at the top, leaving no room for disappointment.
Diya, on the other hand, was ecstatic. Despite Advait's claims of indifference and his stubborn nature, she knew he cared. Even though he often ignored his responsibilities as a son or a brother, Diya could sense that deep down, beneath his rigid and enigmatic exterior, he was concerned about everyone. He always kept tabs on his loved ones, including Aarav. Though Aarav was trained in gathering information and could be quite obsessive, Advait, as the older brother, felt responsible for keeping his psychotic sibling in check, even if it meant making a poor girl’s life more difficult.
“Take your medicines, Diya,” Advait’s voice broke through her thoughts. He held out her pills in his palm, extending the other hand with a glass of water. Diya blinked in surprise, unsure of how he had managed to change into his casual clothes—sweatpants and a T-shirt—so quickly. His calm demeanor around her was unnerving.
“When did you even change into those clothes?” she mumbled under her breath, giving him a narrowed look. He sighed in response. Taking the medicine and water from his hand, she swallowed the pills in one go, scrunching her nose at the bitter taste lingering in her mouth. She looked at her husband, her face twisted in distaste. Advait gave her a stern look that clearly said, ‘You brought this upon yourself,’ and she knew he was right.
Once she had finished taking the medicine, Advait turned on his heel, picked up his MacBook from the bed, and left the bedroom without another word.
Diya scowled at his actions. Hadn’t they been fine just moments ago? What had caused this sudden change in his behavior? Anxiety gnawed at her as she recalled what had happened with Rudransh Debroy. She and Rudransh had dated during their university days, but the relationship hadn’t worked out on her end. She had been too smitten by her future husband—an aloof man who barely acknowledged her presence back then.
