INVISIBLE PASSIONS : When Hate Becomes Love

CHAPTER 33 - misunderstandings

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MEHAK's POV

"mumma ap lo (ro) ku(kyu) rahe ho" and she hugged me, i hugged her back but tears were not stopping,

("Mumma why are you crying?")

bacha what is your name? i asked wiping my tears

mumma you don't know my name ? she asked in her baby voice,

jo bhe ho is sab me is baby ki kya galti hai i thought

(Whatever the case, what is this baby's fault in all this?)

"sara" bacche go dadi is calling you there come the voice of this rude grump

"ok papa" the baby girl spoke in her baby voice and left after kissing my cheek.

i go get up from bed and went near the table where my suitcase was lying , i was about to pick up the suit case when he again spoke

"orchid"

inspite of replying i pickuped my suitcase and after it i removed my mangalsutra and held his left hand which was wrapped in bandages and place that over it,

i spoke on his face" MR Malhotra ,i can tolerate anything , but this i can't tolerate, i am leaving".

"mehak , wear it back , and listen to me" he spoke a hint of anger in his tone

i was determined  i held his gaze. "No, I've had enough. I can't stay in this marriage anymore."

Siddharth's expression softened, confusion evident in his eyes, but he masked it . "Mehak, what are you talking about? I haven't done anything wrong."

I held his collar and asked him who is the mother of the child and why she is calling me mom as much as I remember you toh never touched me so how come we have a child that tooo a 5 year old? I shouted with tears flowing down my eyes

"Mehak calm down" he spoke in the softest voice he could

"tell me, " i snapped back

he came near me and wiped my teares with the pad of his thumb

"shhh shh, first stop crying orchid" he spoke

"kyu aapko kya fark padta hai, mere cry karne se ya marne se, vese pata nahi me aap se koi explanation bhe kyu mang rahi hu ", i spoke in anger

(Why does it matter to you whether I cry or die, I don't know why I am even asking for an explanation from you.)

his voice was calm but filled with urgency. "Mehak, Sara is not my child. I never had a child. I rescued her from child trafficking just two days ago."

i  still struggling with my  emotions, looked into his eyes, searching for any sign of deceit. "How can I trust you, huzoor? How can I be sure?"

Siddharth's expression softened but again he masked it ,well he ia a pro with emotions, his eyes were the shade of dark grey with anger. "Tell me, Mehak. What do you want me to do to prove it to you?"