Chapter 3.

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Vivan Oberoi

" Good morning Love. Please don't get mad because I came late last night. I didn't mean to be late. I know Alisha needs me. She needs my affection but this place feels so lonely without you.When I return home I couldn't see you. I couldn't touch you after a long meeting. I couldn't sleep without hugging you. I miss you Love. I miss you every hour every minute every second. "

Everyone says I am crazy. They think i have some psychological problems. They just can't digest the fact that I, the Vivan Oberai love my wife more than anything. They talk behind my back like I am too hopeless, lonely beast.

But i don't give a shit to them. People will talk, people will forget. They could never understand my love. I loved Sanjana with my everything that there's nothing left to give to the others.

I fell in love with her when i first met her in school. At first she rejected me saying that I was not her type. Then I turned myself to be her type.

We married after graduating as i couldn't stay away from her. She was supposed to return to her home after graduation, but i couldn't let that happen. So I married her. Her and my family was against of my decision.

But eventually agreed after finding out Sanjana's pregnancy.

Well it was her idea. That girl sacrificed her future for me. She has the full right on my success. If I'm here today then it's for her.

" Bye Love. I need to go to the office. Again sorry for not sending the children to school. " I give a last glance at the potrait and leave.

My phone rings.

" Sir I have sent Alisha to the school and about Karan "

" I'll handle him. You just look after Alisha. " Saying this i cut the call.

Our children are just the carbon copy of us. Alisha takes after her mother and Karan resembles me. let's call him the junior version of Vivaan Oberai. Anyone could misunderstand him as me.

After Sanjana's death he has changed. He became more like me which is not good in any way. He needs to learn that disobedience is not allowed in this house.

Without wasting any time I walk into his room.

" Care to explain why you didn't show up on the breakfast table. And where are you going without informing me ? " I ask. Cause my son is fucking packing his suitcase and I have no clue about where is he going.

" India. " He replies.

" Did you just say India? Karan. " I ask. Maybe i misheard because they are not allowed to visit that country until they admit that bitch killed their mother.

Call me ruthless but i don't care. My children will never visit India. That country has snatched away my love.

" Yes, Dad. Alisha is also going with us. You can't just go there alone. We are also going with you. "

" May I know the reason? "

" We miss grandpa and grandma dad. You can't torture us like this. Alisha needs a normal life. Did you forget what the doctor said? Alisha needs special care and love. But unfortunately you can't give her that love. So I'm taking her to her roots. Unlike you I care for my sister. She was only two years old when mom died,dad. Atleast think about her. Let go of the past. She needs you. She fucking needs you more than anything. " His words sting.

" You think I don't love you ? "

" Not more than mom. " He spits.

I knew that day would come. I'm at fault. I know you two need me Karan but what about me ? I also need your mother's love. Without her I am nothing just a living corpse.

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 03 ⏰

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