Three months later
Bhumi's pov!
It has been three months since I last saw Aryamann.
Three months since he walked out of this house, walked out on me.
It was from Rey, I came to know that he went on a business trip to New York!
He didn't even come back home that night!
He didn't even find it necessary to inform me that he is going abroad. Not even a text message.
After all, I am no one to him. Just a contract wife, I thought bitterly.
That was what I have been all along!
I once again tried Aryamann's number, which as usual went to voicemail.
I sighed in despair.
Will he ever love me?
Do I ever have a chance with him?
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Aryamann's pov!
I sat in my Mumbai office, wondering how I am going to face Bhumi after these three months. I just reached Mumbai a few hours back and didn't have the courage to face Bhumi. So I came directly to the office.
What was I even thinking when I accused her!
The thought of a baby brought back all the deep buried pain to the surface and I took it all out on Bhumi.
I should have known that Bhumi is not Harini.
Bhumi wouldn't ever hurt me like Harini did.
But what did I do? By trying to protect myself I hurt an innocent girl!
I should apologise to her! But with what face will I look at her?
"Sir? Mrs Mehrotra is here to meet you," the intercom buzzed with my secretary's voice.
Mrs Mehrotra? How did she know that I am back from New York?
Will she accept my apology?
Will she give me another chance?
She will, right? She is too sweet to hold grudges.
I just hope she forgives me!
Should I give our relationship a real chance?
"Send her in," I said and waited anxiously to see her.
God! How much I missed her!
The door opened and I was stunned to see the person who entered my cabin.
"Harini?" I frowned looking at the woman, who meant so much to me at a point in my life.
"Why surprised, Aryamann?" She asked with a smirk on her face.
"No. Nothing. My secretary informed me that Mrs Mehrotra is here and I thought-" I trailed off wondering why am I even entertaining her presence here.
"Ah, you thought it was your sweet lovely wife?" She asked coyly.
"Of course I thought it's Bhumi! For me, when mentioned Mrs Mehrotra, she would be the first person to come into my mind." I said, getting irritated by her presence.
"But I am also Mrs Mehrotra. Though not how you wished me to be," she said in a simpering tone.
"I was too young and stupid then," I said thinking what a big fool I was back then.
"Haa, that you were," she said with a chuckle.
"Is there a particular reason for your visit, Harini? If not, you may please leave. I would like to go home now." I said getting up from my chair.
"Too desperate to meet your contract wife?" She asked and I sucked in a sharp breath.
How did she know about the contract?
"What the hell are you talking about?" I asked in a thundering voice.
"Aai aai, denial??" She chuckled, crossing her legs over each other.
"I am not interested in your mind games, Harini." I told her furiously.
"Neither am I. Just a piece of information, Aryamann. The contract wife you are so desperate to meet is quite happy being in another man's arms." Harini said with an evil smirk on her face.
"Stop talking nonsense, Harini."
"These photos might not be real nonsense then," she said and threw a few photographs on my desk.
I took the photos and my breath hitched seeing the photos of Ekansh and Bhumi hugging. Ekansh kissing Bhumi on her head. Bhumi lying on Ekansh's lap.
"So? They are friends! Childhood friends in fact. What is wrong with spending time with each other?" I asked, trying to maintain my composure.
The photos are creating havoc inside me.
I know I can trust Bhumi, because she has never hesitated in hugging and kissing Ekansh in front of me. So no one can accuse her of going behind my back.
"Like you thought, I and Ranbir were very close friends," she said, taunting me.
"Bhumi is not you, Harini," I said, glaring at her.
"Are you sure?" She asked with a smirk.
"What the hell do you want, Harini?" I asked, wanting to get rid of her quickly.
"I want you back, Aryamann," she said and I looked at her in disbelief.
"What?" I asked in horror.
"Ranbir cheated on me," she said quietly.
"Wow. Should I say, I am sorry for you." I asked sarcastically.
"I know you still love me, Aryamann. That is the reason why you never moved on, right Aryamann? And Bhumi is a facade you wear to show everyone that you have moved on. You won't need that anymore,Aryamann. I will be there for you." she said and I laughed out loud.
"I was never in love with you Harini! I was in love with the idea of being in love." I remembered RJ RAM's words and realised how true they were.
I was never in love with Harini.
I was infatuated with her. Then I got comfortable with the idea of love and family!
"That's not true," Harini argued.
"It is. And Bhumi is not a facade. She is as real as a diamond." I said.
"Really? Why don't you see this video of your diamond then, Aryamann," she said and thrusted her phone into my hands.
I played the video. It was a long shot, but the conversation was very clear.
'Bhumi bear, you don't have to do this, you know!' Ekansh said.
'I need the money Ansh! Do you think I would have agreed to this contract if I didn't need the money,' Bhumi said.
'You know you can always depend on me. Everything that is mine is yours too.' Ekansh said.
'No. No one should ever know about our relation. Promise me, Ansh !! No one.' Bhumi said desperately.
And the video ended there.
I felt numb!
"Think about it, Aryamann! We are destined to be together. I will wait for you," she said and walked out of my cabin leaving me with my painful thoughts.
Was it happening all over again?
Why is it always me?
Don't I deserve to be happy?
Don't I deserve to be loved for who I am, and for not what I have?
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