His Innocent Wife

15. DR. SANAYA ABHIMANYU SINGH RATHORE.

Sanaya was pacing to-and-fro biting her nail of fourth and the smallest finger of her right hand while her reception dress and jewellery lying on the bed where Abhimanyu's clothes were placed.

When Abhimanyu entered the room and closed the door and she still didn't acknowledged his presence

"Oh Mahadev! Who invited Nandani to this party? Ok, correction reception party but still who the hell is that moron that invited Nandani to make her chew me raw?" Sanaya started talking to herself still pacing worried and showing some mercy on her nail she left it

Abhimanyu crossed his arms around his chest and leaned back on the wall beside the door enjoying the show

"On second thought I am the only one who invited her wait but at that time I wasn't committed to anyone."

"Hahaha, nice joke Dr. Sanaya Verma you were never committed to anyone except for your books and mobile. Fine not seriously committed." She mocked herself stopping at one place Abhimanyu pressed his lips in a thin line to suppress his smile

"Ok I agree but still now I am, not really but I am. Fuck myself! Whatever I am married. Wow! What a news! Ahhhh can I please stop freaking out!" Sanaya continued her blabber and pacing

"Ok, Sanaya calm down calm down you can't just end up dieing out of fear or anxiety whatever it is, remember you need to attend the reception party it is planned for you.
Though, after seeing me with Abhi.... I mean Mr. Rathore, Nandani will start planning ways to kill me but still she will act like a sane person and wait till our next meet." Sanaya continued her endless rant pacing continuously while Abhimanyu was having a hard time to suppress his laughter

'Is this girl seriously a doctor that too a sensible one?' He thought admiring his wife who was freaking out

"Ughhhhh... Mahadev help me.... I seriously want to die, before I face Nandani or do something that my only best friend and my to-be-murderer Nandani don't attend this reception, I will definitely tell her by myself about all this but when I know that she is not stressed." Sanaya prayed and now unable to handle himself from laughing Abhimanyu started coughing vigorously to stop himself from laughing

Sanaya froze at her place she tightly closed her eyes and gulped her saliva
'From when is he here?' She thought recognising him by his voice

She stood there like a statue while Abhimanyu composed himself and stood straight he cleared his throat

"Mrs. Rathore?" He called her and she opened her eyes at his soft yet a husky voice

"Yes..... Hi by the way." She replied turning chuckling nervously

"Umm... From... From when are you here?" Sanaya asked him looking everywhere but him Abhimanyu smirked and leaned back on the wall and crossed his arms around his chest

"Why the hell is he smirking? Oh shit he heard me talking to myself like a psycho." Sanaya muttered under her breath
'You right now are doing the same' Her conscience mocked her

"From the time you were cursing yourself for inviting your friends." Abhimanyu replied and her face flushed Abhimanyu's smirk grew wider and she turned towards the bed with a jolt

"I guess I.... I need to get ready" Saying this she tucked a loose strand of her hair and started picking her clothes up

Abhimanyu smiled flashing his dimples on display and walked towards Sanaya whose back was facing him and was hastily picking up her stuff

He walked close to her and leaned towards her, her body stiffened and her breath hitched feeling him close...
Very close... To herself she tilted her head to look at him who was leaning more towards her