"Stop using you empty brain on my life, Get your butt off form here, I am feeling nausea watching you face" I taunted him, signal him to leave, but he didn't move any inch.

"Why are you asking him to leave, I have made his favorite snack, don't behave like a brat" Here comes his savior, my mother, she chided me and Abhimaaan gave me a smirk, I kicked his legs angrily!!

Bloody dog!!

He left with my mother and she ruffled my hair making me irked. I don't like anybody touching my hair, as soon as they left I called my guard and asked them about my wife.

What they mentioned made me growled, I clenched my fist ordered them to get that person.

He needs to be killed!! He will pay for his stupid blunders!!

"Bhai, do you and Bhabhi have some problem or what? She was so upset with you, and you even complimented her that she was looking pretty." Rudra let out his face sour as he placed his but beside me.

"Stay out of this matter Rudra, aaj kal bahut side lene lage ho apne Bhabhi ki" I chided him he scowled.

"Ap ap aise karo ge tou bhabhi ki side bh koi hona chahiye na!" He replied I glared at him but inside I was happy with his love for my wife, she made a good bond with him.

"She is my wife, I know how to handle this matter" I scolded him, hitting his head, he scoffed and made a bad face and left.

It's been 30 minutes only and I'm missing my lady love, I just can't even feel comfortable when she's not around, I felt empty. I miss her laugh, her lavender scent, her touching around, her anger as well, she's my everything!

I regret each word I said to my love.

I came back from my father's place after taking a lot of stuff on my head, entered inside with a bouquet of tulips in my hand which was obviously sent by my dearest husband, and with a lot of sorry messages which I ignored royally!

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I came back from my father's place after taking a lot of stuff on my head, entered inside with a bouquet of tulips in my hand which was obviously sent by my dearest husband, and with a lot of sorry messages which I ignored royally!

The weather was pleasant today. It rained some time ago, I walked inside the backyard garden getting to know everyone was there.

They were playing cricket, the whole family gathered, the older citizens sitting on the chairs at the corner, and the youngest clan, Reyaansh, Rudra, shanaya plus Abhimaan were laughing at something.

My eyes landed on my husband, he was outfitted in white tank top paired up with black jeans, his bulge biceps on display, the sudden urge crept me to run my hands all over his skin, he was wearing a black cap, I wished to run my hand on his black thick hair.

Why does he have to look so freaking handsome? And why does he have to wear black every time huh!

As soon as I talked about him his eyes snapped at me, his eyes sparkled. I saw him eyeing the flowers that I was carrying. There was hope behind his eyes reflecting, so I placed them with a thud on a platform beside me, he frowned.

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