Gurnoor pov
I can't wait for my beautiful babies to poop up. Harold wanted to know the gender of our babies but I refused because I want to keep it a surprise and accept it.
Talking about Harold past few days and a week had been the worst one in his life because no one can even assume that a mafia king himself is scared of his wife.
It's been a week and Roh is dealing with different Punishments making me love him more than I do.
I had been sitting on my sofa from past an hour because of my stubborn demand that I wanted an heart shaped omelette, why the fuck he don't understand.
"Baby, come-on can I hug you at least?" Roh asked with pleading eyes.
Aww my baby, I wanted to hug him but no if he will fulfill my demand only then I gonna hug him."No, I won't ! My omelette first." I said stubbornly.
Suddenly Vic entered the room, he had a smile on his face and it literally gave me a kind of feeling that he is up to something which can anger my darling husband.
Vic gave me a pleading smile and said
" Roh actually I was trying to balance your handmade pot in my one hand and I accidentally broke it." Hell he is dead today. I remember how Roh just for my sake made it and named it HARNOOR.
Hell I kind of got angry and just went straight to garden and saw HAR and NOOR split and broken apart.
It literally broken my heart. I was sitting at the edge of the stairs of our garden and crying.
"Roh baby I am sorry, I don't want to us split and broken apart. Please don't leave me ever." I said and broke down and cried like ocean out.
"Baby don't cry please. Hell I hate when you cry. Vic you are dead."
I saw everything surrounding me getting blur.
"Roh I love you."
Darkness took over me.Hello my apple pies...
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RomanceGurnoor , 18 years old sikh girl, who lost everything in a blink of her eyes......she had a dangerous past which usually haunts her day and night.....she usually writes poems to pour her heart out. She hates the real world therefore she lives in he...