Mr. Billionaire's Wife

chapter35

Kavya walked out of the banquet and into night, her breaths coming out in short pants. She shivered upon feeling the cold embrace of the chilly night sky. She was glad that she walked out from back entrance, instead of front entrance. If the paparazzi saw her like this,they would surely go to town with her bad image.

Tonight, the moon was at its fullest. Because the banquet was held outside of the City, it was easier to see at night. The night sky was speckled with millions of uncountables stars and luckily for it, there weren't any heavy clouds tonight. Without anything hiding the glow of the moon, it casts a pale light upon Kavya. With her sullen expression, ripped dress, slightly messy hair and dark circles, she looked like a fallen Angel or Goddess.

Standing at the doorway of exit, completely entranced by her, was Veer Oberoi. He stared at her, lips slightly parted at the gorgeous woman standing a few meters away from him.

Her ponytail was slightly swaying in the wind, her face titled upwards and her eyes were closed. Her long lashes framed her cheeks and her rosy lips were slightly parted. Her arms were securely wrapped around her stomach, sheltering it from the cold.

Veer felt his throat run dry at the scene before him. It looked as if it had walked right out of a beautiful painting, the scene itself was enough to send painters into madness. How can one look so mesmerizing yet so painfully broken?

Not wanting to disturb her space, Veer patiently waited for her to regain her composure. Leaning on the wall with his hands tucked into his dress pants, he did in the shadows and quietly watched over her.

Veer's usual distant and abnormally indifferent expression was gone. In its replacement was a gaze filled with warmth and sympathy for the woman standing not far from him.

She was doing so good at gathering ger wits and thoughts together, he was quietly complimenting her. He noted the way she deeply breathed through her nose and breathed out of her mouth to clear her thoughts. Was that her coping mechanism?

Veer glanced at his watch and frowned. She had been standing in cold for more than an hours now. It was time to head back inside. He quickly texted Akshya Trivedi his driver to meet them in the entrance.

When Veer stood up straighter, Kavya began to walk towards the exit. He watched her from the shadows and his body suddenly jolted forward when sge swayed, stumbling over her footsteps, and nearly collapsed onto the ground.

He caught her just in time for her body to slump against his. He grabbed her shoulders in hopes of steadying her footsteps. Just then, he realized something was wrong. Her skin felt icy to the touch, but her cheeks were red with warmth.

"Ms. Ahuja?"

"Kavyaaaaa......." He was surprised when her leg suddenly have out from underneath her and she collapsed onto his chest. Her eyes were painfully squeezed tight and her breathing was abnormally quick.

Worriedly he placed the suit blazer back onto her shoulders. Then, he covered her with the black coat to ensure her body temperature to keep warm.

As he held her by her slender waist, he was surprised at how small it was. Did she properly feed herself.

"Hey, are you alright?" Veer asked lightly shaking her. He grew increasingly worried when she didn't respond to him. Pressing a hand to her forehead and then placing it back onto his, he was mortified to find out how hot it was.

She has fever.

"Fuck!" Veer cursed under his breath at the startling realization.

In the blink of an eye, he shifted their position and lifted her up in his arms, carrying her like a Princess. He held her a bit too high, to the point of her cheeks were resting on his shoulders, securely tucked underneath his neck, but Veer didn't mind it.

He ignored the wind that blew at him. Wearing nothing but a dress shirt, there was nothing provding him with with warmth, but he didn't mind. As long as the woman in his arms was secure and warm. He was willing to sacrifice his body temperature.

Veer didn't know how anxious he was until he felt his hands lightly shake in fear. Ignoring all sorts of public protocol, not caring if he was caught by paparazzi or not, he rushed out of the of the back entrance.

Using his long legs as advantage, he closed the distance between him and the his black Mercedes waiting for him.

Akshya was stunned to see a beautiful woman in his owner's arms. His boss was never carried someone so intimidating! He quickly climbed out of the car to hold the door open for them.

"Speed to the Fortis now!" Veer ordered, not caring if his driver broke the speeding laws. He didn't mind the endless tickets that might pile up from his car ride. Right now ge only cared about Kavya whose breathing was heartwrenching quick. Every few seconds, she would moan out in pain and the quiet noise was enough to cause a prickling pain in his chest.

'Tightly clenching his jaw, Veer blamed himself for not carefully watching over her. She was standing right there. How could I be so blind to not see she was in pain?!' He scolded himself. In the car, he unconsciously pulled her closer to him.

"Sir, we're here". Akshya spoke up.

Veer climbed out of the car and rushed Kavya into the hospital.

When his Boss left. Akshya sighed in relief. Lifting his head, he stared at the disappearing form of Veer Oberoi.

Akshya worked with Veer for over decade now. He had never seen his Boss hold someone with as much care and tenderness as tonight.