**Story is gonna be slow paced. Read only if you have patience. 🔥**
Isha Sharma married a driver whom she had just met. She was taking a huge risk. However, the last thing that she expected was that her husband, Shivam Pratap Singh was none other...
She raised her eyes and glanced at Abhay. She really wanted to take a picture of him and send it to Shivam.
But after thinking about it, she realized that she couldn’t act rashly without Abhay’s consent.
She had to respect the child’s opinion.
Yuvraj bit his spoon and looked at Isha. Seeing that she was exchanging messages with Shivam, he couldn’t help but sneer. Was there really a man in this world more powerful than Gaurav? How could this man win Isha’s heart?
He felt so sorry for Gaurav. Everyone knew how handsome and kind Gaurav was.
When Yuvraj turned his head, he saw Abhay’s face. It was so exquisite that he even felt ashamed to compare his looks to Abhay’s. He was so impressed with Abhay. Since Shivam had a son like Abhay, he might be an excellent man as well.
They almost finished eating when Isha picked up her bag and stood up. “I have to go. Abhay, are you really not going back with me?”
“Well, not for the time being,” Abhay replied with a nod.
Yuvraj was moved. He picked up a slice of cheese for Abhay and said, “That’s great!”
“Okay. Then I’ll go ahead now. I’ll come to see you another day.” Isha smiled gently and kissed Abhay’s forehead.
Abhay raised his hand and rubbed Isha’s hair. He was like a real gentleman.
When Isha went downstairs, Shivam was already there. The Bentley that he usually drove was parked in a conspicuous place waiting for her.
Actually, Shivam hadn’t changed his car for a long time. He had been driving this Bentley all the time. It was his way of hiding his real identity and avoiding frightening Isha.
Isha ran over, opened the car door, and got into the car. His car was always clean and fresh, with his cold and clear breath.
The smell of his car and his body was pleasant to the nose. She could always inhale this faint and pleasant fragrance every time she rode in his car.
But this time, she got in the car with the smell of hotpot, so the air inside became turbid. She quickly opened the car window to breathe some fresh air.
“Sorry, I just had a hotpot with my friends,” she said.
“With Yuvraj?” Shivam asked. Actually, it was not a big deal that she had a meal with her partner, so he didn’t mind at all.
But probably because of the too many comments he saw on Twitter earlier from the fans who wanted Isha and Yuvraj to be a couple, there was a trace of jealousy in his voice at the moment.
Isha nodded. “Yes. Yuvi Stone has just come back from abroad, and he is helping me a lot right now. So I’ve invited him to eat hotpot.”
“Was he also in the United States before?” Shivam didn’t want to care.
But he couldn’t help it.
He cared about this matter so much. But he still maintained the calm look on his face.
He looked calm on the surface, but no one knew that there was a strong undercurrent of emotions inside him.
Isha smiled. “Yes, you’re right. How did you know?”
Shivam didn’t say anything. His thin lips were pressed into a tight straight line.
This was his involuntary reaction when he was unwilling to do or say something. She didn’t know why he was upset. Maybe it was because he was too tired from work.
So she didn’t say anything more and just looked out of the window casually.
Shivam didn’t want to stiffen the atmosphere around them, let alone make Isha unhappy. But now, the mood in the car had already changed before he knew it.
As he drove the car, he coughed slightly, and said, “Go shopping with me.”
“Okay,” Isha agreed without thinking twice. “By the way, have you eaten yet? If you haven’t, what do you want to eat? Do you want to eat at home or outside? I’ll accompany you.”
“I want to eat hotpot,” Shivam blurted out.
He usually had a light diet and rarely ate hotpot because it had thick oil and sauce. But when he heard that Isha had a hot pot with Yuvraj, he couldn’t help thinking of eating it too.
It seemed that doing this thing again with her would wash away what she and others had done.
“Ha-ha! Okay, let’s eat hotpot.” Isha had just eaten hotpot and was asked to eat hotpot again, so she couldn’t help sticking out her tongue.
But she had volunteered to accompany him.
So she would do everything he asked of her, let alone have hotpot with him.
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