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My blood boiled as I harshly pushed the shameless woman away from my body. She was clinging to me like a leech all the while, but now she crossed the limit.
She clung to me physically!
I was a married man for God's sake! A happily married one.
"This, isn't a warning, Srishti. This is an advice. Stay away from married men, in your limits. You don't want to bear the consequences of getting them mad." I say in a deadly low voice, and take a step closer to her. My glare burning into her eyes.
"You. Are. Fired." I said and watched her face crushing into a desperate frown. "Also, I'm blacklisting you for the next two years." I let her know and got on my feet, walking towards the elevator. Disgusting woman.
I just came to give Saransh and his parents a visit, and once we were done and came out of his ward, on the name of an ankle sprain, Srishti clung to me. I helped her but then, the shameless woman tried to seduce me and tell me how she's better than my wife.
Stupid, absolutely stupid.
As I sat inside the car, my heart was thumping very fastly. Yes, I was getting restless. And yes, I needed my wife right now.
So I ignited the engine and went straight to the workshop she's attending, in hopes to find her and hold her close to me. I just wanted the touch of Srishti to wipe away by the holy touch of my Isha.
"What do you mean by she's not here?" I asked the work boy with fury. He visibly flinched at my tone but honestly I couldn't care less at the moment.
"M..mam has already left about, two hours ago. She took Manyata to hospital and they both haven't returned since then." He told me quietly. I gave him a hard glare before coming back to my car.
Sitting inside, I have her phone a call. She didn't pick up. I frowned. Where are you Isha!
Quickly starting the engine, I made my way towards our home. She must be tired after taking that girl to the hospital and must have went back home to test. Yes, that makes sense.
I sped up quickly, and as I made my way inside the house, I was yet again met with silence.
Where is she?
"Ishaa!" I called out, getting frantic per second now. It was very unusual of her to be like this. No information about her whereabouts.
I searched the entire house. She was no where around. Then I called all her friends, and the two relatives which we have in this city to ask if she's there with them.
No one knew where she was.
Oh lord! Please, just keep her safe. Keep my Isha safe.
