chapter 21

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AUTHOR POV

Shock was a small word to describe what he was feeling at the moment, he never expected to see his wife this cruel and bold if it was any other situation he would have a major turn on from her.

Only he knew how much a bold and beautiful woman attracted him, but things were not in his hand. His chest felt on fire eating the sweet and spicy mixture of kheer from her hand, his mouth felt bitter and his body hurt him to the things he consumed today.

His stomach and chest were filled with burning, he opened the shower to let the cold water calm his body but it didn't helped. He immediately puked all the food he ate but the burnig and bitter sensation remained till now.

His eyes turned red, nose started bleeding he opened his mouth and gasped it was clear savitri just didn't feed him extra spices but something was mixed in the food that only she was aware of.

His physical condition made him so weak and fussy that he forgot about gayatri whom he didn't plan to brought with him. But he knew the damned woman won't leave any single chance to be with him so she invited her herself when he didn't reach the city to pick her up.

But the elder sister was unaware of what a trauma her little sister had prepared especially for her, thank god or gayatri's unfortunate fate that she dragged herself in savitri wrath.

Coming out of the bathroom in a towel, Aaditya looked at the little doll who was so excited to torment him. He weakly smiled at her and moved to bed and settled himself.

Looking at the week and pathetic state of Aaditya, savitri's eyes sparkled. His eyes turned red from the pain,  he rubbed his chest again and again and she exactly knew what happened to him.

That's what excited her more looking at the majestic person of her life turning into a weak leaf on her mercy made ger satisfied but her heart knew she felt his pain and it made her more sad to look at him like this.

She loves him the most, that the fact she hated the most and the sole thing she let herself go of her identity, he didn't let a day making her feel insecure and left her cursing her fate for this.

But now she is not going to let herself suffer like this moving towards him she took a towel from his hand placing her knee between his opened legs, she placed her knee little to near his groin.

Placing all her wait on the knee she moved to dry his hair, Aaditya placed his hands on her hips to balance her so that she doesn't fall down.

In a honey tone she asked him with concern "aapko gale mai dard ho raha hai? "
Making him reply in hummed tone she further added "seene mai jalan ho rahi hai or pair mai bhi dard ho raha hai chuban ho rahi hai kya? "

Aaditya just hummed at her question he felt happy at her concern but the happiness was shor lived. When she laughed till her tear came out.

" Honi chahiye pta hai kyu kyuki humne khane mai peanut milai thi allergy hai na aapko "

Raising his head by fisting his hair she looked at him with blood shot eyes and spoke through her greeted teeth.

"Jaiye ab sugahraat mana lijiye, laye hai na meri sautan ko yaha kya kr rahe mujh banj ke pass huh "  She shouted at him.

Aaditya was going to react but suddenly she placed her knee on his member brutally crushing it by putting all her body weight on his area.

Earning a heart wrenching moan from her husband satisfied savitri backed down from his body not giving any time fir him to react she entered the washroom.

" Mere aane se phele chale jaye apni nahi dulhan ke pass smjhe aap "  Shouting this she locked herself and looked in the mirror.

She opened all the tap of washroom and broke down, painful sobs came out of her. She wasn't able to except her fate turning her to become a monster and doing heinous things to her love.

Taking all the facade of clothes and jewellery, she was now in just her inner clothes looking in the full length mirror she looked at broken savitri.

Placing her hand on her stomach she felt her baby shedding the tears she sobbed unknown to the fact the Aditya was sitting on the bathroom door as broken as she was.

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