Niharika Verma is a stunning semi-classical dancer who wants nothing more than to travel the world, but the shackles of her dreadful past keep her grounded. On the other end, Asia's well-known businessman and CEO of Rajvanshi Industries, "The Maanve...
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M A A N V E E R.
Seeing my love in agony-the kind of pain that breaks your bones-was tough for me. Her attempt to endure the pain by biting her lip between her teeth and letting blood flow from them made me realize how weak I am and how strong women are.
God gives women the strength to give birth to their own children because God knows that men are incapable of doing this. When a woman gives birth to her own child and learns to love the new role of motherhood, she grows stronger.
But I still can not see her in pain; instead, she was screaming and pushing, which made me realize that this was the first and last time.
Following this, we will not have any more children.
This baby is sufficient for us.
The next time, I will definitely use protection. Even if she goes to her parents' house again and refuses to return, I will still go stay with her, but I will never, ever allow her to become pregnant again.
" Mrs. Rajvanshi Push!" Doctor instructed, and she pushed with her willpower once more, her scream reaching my ears and making my leg shiver, but then a soft cry reached my ears, "Our baby!"
She closed her eyes as soon as the baby's cry echoed through the room. What had happened to her scared me.
" please open your eyes love, and see that our angel is crying, please look at us once." He almost chocked with terror why she closed her eyes suddenly.
" Doctor sh-"
"Mr. Rajvanshi, this is normal; she will regain consciousness in one or two hours." My heart found peace after hearing the doctor's words. I leaned in to give her a forehead kiss after taking a deep breath.
"A baby girl has been born, Mr. Rajvanshi-congratulations." As I turned around after hearing the doctor speak, I saw the tiny angel being held by one of the other doctors, who was also cutting her umbilical cord. After obtaining my baby from another physician, Dr. Krisha began a thorough examination.
She is mine and Rika's daughter. Oh my God! I can't believe, she is our child. It is unbelievable that we have reached this point in our lives.
Parenthood!
A wholesome feeling.
My vision becomes blurry when I see the little angel. I need to keep her in my arms.
" Dr. Can I hold her once-" I asked the doctor, but she just shook her head. What the hell, she is not letting me hold my own child?
Control, Maanveer, control.
"Actually, we need to run some tests and thoroughly examine the baby before you can hold her," The doctor responded, and I understood her point. I don't want my child to contract any type of infection or disease.
