Mr. & Mrs. Shrivastav (#1 Billionaire's Wife)

Chapter 50

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Shivani

We took the blessings from the family before heading towards the car. I don't know why but Raghav was happier to go home than me. It was Shaurya’s first time going to our home.

“Call me once you reach home.” Aai said before kissing my forehead,“I’ll miss you My little baccha” she said before kissing Shaurya’s flushed cheeks. He let out a small squeal, followed by Aai's little emotional laugh.

I hugged her one last time, holding back my own tears. Behind us, Khushi called out loudly, “If you’re done with the emotional drama, look at the camera, please!” She had been trying to take a family picture for a while now, but Yash wasn’t cooperating.

This time, to everyone’s surprise, Yash stood still and smiled. I glanced at Khushi, wondering what she had whispered to him to make him behave. Whatever it was, it worked.

We all smiled as the camera clicked. Khushi rushed back to check the picture and gave us a thumbs-up. “Finally!” she exclaimed with a grin.

I turned to look at Raghav and found him already watching me, a small smile on his face. His smile made me smile back without even thinking.

The car trunk was packed with toys and more than just our essentials. A big football, gifted by Shaurya’s favorite Yash Chachu, took up most of the space, while a soft horse toy from his favorite Khushi Bua was squeezed into a corner. They had argued, as usual, over which gift was better for Shaurya.

I carefully placed Shaurya in his baby car seat, which had taken Raghav an entire night to set up. Once he was secure, I sat next to him, while Raghav got into the driver’s seat. My heart was beating fast as I thought about going back to our home. The 4 months away from our home felt like a year.

As I buckled myself in, I glanced at Raghav through the rearview mirror. His eyes met mine, and he gave me a small, comforting look before starting the car.

I waved goodbye to everyone through the window. My heart felt heavy when I saw Aai almost in tears, struggling to see us leave.

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The car ride felt never-ending, but we finally arrived. Raghav quickly opened the door for me and hurried to the other side to get the baby carrier. Shaurya was still fast asleep, even though it was the middle of the afternoon. The maid helped us with our bags as we entered the private elevator.

Raghav rested his hand gently on my lower back, tracing small circles that sent a tingle through me. When the elevator doors opened, I froze in surprise.

Holy fuc-

The entrance was beautifully decorated, as if a new bride was arriving at her in-laws' home for the first time. There was a glass filled with rice near the doorway, surrounded by a rangoli made of flower petals. The house smelled fresh and calming. I turned to Raghav, who was nervously smiling, waiting for my reaction.

“What is all this?” I asked, confused.

“You didn’t get the proper welcome as my bride on our wedding day,” he said softly. “So, I wanted to do it now, to welcome you properly as my wife and the wonderful mother of our son.” He leaned down to kiss my forehead. “And I’m sorry for—”