HIS BRIDE

7] Jealousy...

A little jealousy in a
relationship is healthy..

It is nice to know that
someone is afraid of
losing you.

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Luxure Company,

“Are you really the founder of a Multinational Company at such a young age.? ” asked Hardik, still not believing.

“Ohh yes I am. I started this company when I was 18. Akash and Rashmi helped me a lot in that.” she replied with a genuine smile.

Hardik was totally confused and surprised after knowing the truth.

Hardik was about to say something further but they got interrupted by the knock on the door. Vidisha gestured the knocking figure to come inside.

A well built, muscular, guy with the darkest shade of brown eye came inside the cabin.

He was wearing a three piece suit. He came towards Vidisha and hugged her in front of Hardik.

When Hardik saw him hugging his wife, he was fuming in anger. It was clearly visible on his face, which didn't go unnoticed by Vidisha.

She separated herself from him and was about to say something but Hardik stormed out of the room. She knew he was angry.

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Hardik's POV,

‘Who the fuckin' guy he was. And how he dared to hug my wife in front of me.’

‘I am going back to the house. Let her come, then I will meet her.’

I drove back to the house.

Pakhu bhabhi was there doing something (God knows what) I went to my room.

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After two hours.

“HARDIK....... HARDIK WHERE ARE YOU.? ” I heard someone yelling my name.

‘Wait, was I slept. Who cares.’

I woke up with a jerk and saw the door was already open and the voice was coming from the bathroom.

“Whose there.? ” I asked and it was surely the dumbest question ever. Who could it be except Vidisha. But wait why is she calling me.?

“It's your ex-girlfriend.!! For god's sake Hardik it's me Vidisha, your wife. Who the hell you was expecting in your bloody room.?” again she yelled.

“I know I know, what do you want from me.?” I asked her.

“First of all you were sleeping like a dead man. And now you are yelling at me... Give me my bathrobe. I forgot to bring it with me.” again yelled.

“Ask politely.” I replied to her. “Mr. Hardik Pandya please give me a bathrobe.” she said, in a sarcastic tone.

“Wait for a while Mrs. Vidisha Roy Pandya.” I answered her politely.