Chapter 42- Her Pain and His Love

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*Ranvijay's POV*:-

I had never seen her like this before. Her usually calm demeanor, the one that would make her the most composed person in any room, was gone. The patience had disappeared like it was never ever there.

All of it was replaced with this sheer intensity that both scared and captivated me.

Nishtha might have been a plain, quiet introvert for the world but, for me Nishtha has always been the bubbly, chirpy girl, wearing her heart on her sleeves and those hearts coming out of her eyes whenever she would look at me.

Just like she always boasts- It's exclusive, just for you.

Right just for me.

And then comes this ferocity that I am witnessing for the very first time, and with a guilt I say- lucky that the prey is not me.

"This is the outhouse's picture 7 ? Check the CCTV camera there, you will have your proof.," Nishtha's eyes blazed in anger as she ordered Khanna snapping her fingers.

This version of Nishtha-the boss woman one, was dangerously alluring, something I had never wittnessed before. Her eyes, usually warm and thoughtful, turned sharp, piercing with a cold intensity that could cut through anything in its path and burn the world to ashes.

It brought me out my adoring session and pulled me back to reality of the situation. This was no time to admire my gorgeous wife but to make sure the the truth was served.

And the truth was simple, a fact as clear as the sun rising from the east- Nishtha is innocent.

But did that mean that Ridha was lying ?

Maybe, maybe not.

Perhaps she is mistaken. Misunderstood.

"Sir," Khanna's looked at me with the silent question lingering in his eyes,"should I follow what ma'am says ?

Ab inhe kaun samjaye ki humari Mrs. Rajput ka hukum toh hum bhi nahi taalte.

(Who will tell him that even I do that hold the power to deny my Mrs.Rajput's order.)

I flicked my fingers at him, gesturing him to do the needful.

Getting on his toes, Khanna instantly acted on the orders going towards the control room.

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