Chapter 11

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I smiled at Nimrah and went outside where I saw Karan inside his BMW.

I opened the passenger's seat and slipped right in.

"I'll shift your things later tonight. We're going to my place." Karan said in an authoritative tone as he started driving.

I heaved a sigh. He is already getting on my nerves. How the hell am I supposed to live with him for a month? "Mhm," I answered.

I took out my phone and opened the group chat. I explained to Dave and Kat about what the hell just happened and that I'll be fine and they should not worry at all.

I leaned my head against the car window and pressed my forehead against the cool glass which helped to kind of soothe my burning forehead. I think I'm becoming sick, my head has been hurting ever since I came out of court. I really wanted to settle this divorce. I don't understand how Karan and I even got here. Honestly, I wonder what my destiny has in store for me? Maybe I'll get some closure and finally understand why did he hurt me so much.

We drove in silence. I wonder what he's thinking. He hasn't said a word about the court order. I couldn't even dare to move my face towards him, due to the fear of the amount of hate that I will see in his eyes. Honestly, I didn't even need to look at him to know how much he resented me.

The car came to an abrupt halt outside a huge mansion, the Jaitly Mansion. I used to call this, along with many other mansions, my home. But this was my favorite mansion, mostly because it was my wedding present. I wonder how the inside of the mansion looks now.

The gates opened to let the car in and I could feel the stare of the watchman following my face as the car slowly made its way in. As soon as Karan stopped the car, he immediately sprang from his seat, getting out and slammed the car door behind him.

A migraine made its way to my head. I got out of the car and leaned on the car for support. The watchman noticed my predicament and hurriedly came over to me with a concerned expression.

"Ma'am, are you alright?"

I shook my head and slowly sat on the ground with my back leaning against the car. My head was becoming extremely heavy and a sharp pain shot through my head. I gripped my temple as I took heavy breaths. Everything started to spin around me and my eyes began to water. I distinctly heard the watchman call for someone before it all faded to black.

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"Will she be fine?" I heard Karan ask. Although I was in a state of near unconsciousness, I scoffed. Why is he putting on an act that he cares for me? It's crystal clear that he doesn't.

"She will be fine. I've written down some medicines. She fainted due to stress and dehydration. It seems like she did not eat or drink that much water today," I heard a familiar voice respond to Karan.

Honestly, can't they just let me be? I'd rather be in a state of unconsciousness than to wake up and face reality. A reality in which I was still Karan's wife, a reality in which he's marrying my cousin with whom he has a daughter with, a reality in which I kept my kids hidden from their father. Worst of all, a reality in which I can't tell Karan that he's the father of my children even if I wanted to because he'll take them away from me.

A pain shot through my chest thinking this. My headache came back ten times harder. I felt as if my head was being crushed by a truck or something. A low scream came out of my mouth and immediately Karan hovered over me.

"What's wrong, Bella?" Karan asked and knelt beside the bed. I was able to smell his cologne, that's how near he was. I looked deep into his light, brown eyes and saw genuine concern.

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