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Sometimes women love more.
"Duniya jab kismat se takrana seekhti,
Tab maine kismat ke saamne jukna seekha tha.
Shayad kismat mein unse ishq nahi lekin unka intezaar likha tha.,"
(When the world learnt on how to fi...
And a little note- the next update could take around 10-14 days cause I have my exams starting from today. I hope you guys can be patient and till then you can cross 100 votes on this chapter.😂
But yes, please wait. The next update will be a little late.
HAPPY READING ! 💫
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*Third Person's POV*:-
Days passed quick, everyone had a tight schedule as they tried finish their work before they went on another week long break.
It was a day before the couples were supposed to leave for Bhavanipur and coincidently Naina's appointment was scheduled on that day.
Meanwhile, Nishtha had forgotten about it. The relief of a polished relationship with Ranvijay had overshadowed the storms on line.
The new rays of sunshine had made her momentarily forget the darkness that lied beneath.
Currently Nishtha was seated in her dvision taking down notes of her ongoing appointment.
Tip 2 - Send her Flowers !
Akshay's appointment was going on when Martha knocked the door earning another glance of annoyance from Nishtha.
"The flowers are here...,"
"Martha just give them to the other..," Nishtha's words were cut off by Martha, who seemed rather joyful," It's red roses, the Juliet Roses have already been distributed. These red ones have a note with a name on it- Aapka Mr.Ranvijay Rajput Vyaas."
Nishtha annoyance was quickly replaced by a dawning blush that she failed to hide. "Keep them there," muttered Nishtha pointing at the table with a flower vase on it.
While doing the needful Martha managed to stifle her laughter but couldn't contain her beaming smile. She knew the flowers were from Nishtha's husband; the blush on Nishtha's face gave it all.
While the air around was light and gleeful, Akshay's aura went a shade darker, his demeanour felt suspicious.
His grip on the handle of the chair was so taut that it caused his knuckles to turn white.
"From your husband ?," the gritting of Akshay's teeth went unnoticed as Nishtha's daze of gleam broke abruptly.
Coming back to the reality Nishtha realised that she had a patient and cursed herself for acting all unprofessional.
Clearing her throat and gathering her attention, Nishtha then eyed Martha to leave as she got back to the interrupted discussion.
"Don't you like Juliet Roses ? I have never seen you accept them.," asked Akshay breaking away the link again.
