Chapter 34. Terrified

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"Morning Adorable

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"Morning Adorable." I whispered in her ears.

She got scared and clutched the glass in her hand tightly. "Aaah!"

"Good Morning" she is so red.

"What made you blush?" I asked in amusement. I take the glass and drink the hot water from the same place she did. I sensed her eyes on me while gulping. She is looking so adorable right now with messy hair and reddened cheeks on her white skin. A Velvet cake I want to take a bite of. The pink in her lips came back as her fever was not there.

I gulped and I raised my brows and she shook her head and looked here and there, scratching her nape. Cute.

After 2 days

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After 2 days

"You! You just shut up Mia." I mini shouted at her on the phone.

"God! You both didn't even kiss? Aah! Even people in their 50s used to kiss just after their marriage." She murmured.

I frowned and sighed "Shut this crap Mia!"

"Anyway Have gone shopping in Italy."

"No, I have a few better pairs of blazers and suits, casuals I might have to buy a gown maybe. You see, I am not a guest." She said, skeptically.

"Hmm. Anyway, are you free tomorrow evening then we could go together?" I ask as I roam around my bedroom.

"I am not sure I will be free because my boss is giving me a hard time in the preparations for the party. I will call you once I am done." She claimed.

"Okay. Bye, I have some reports of patients to be made."

"Hm. Bye."

It's been two days since we came back to the Mansion and both were engrossed in our respective works. We only get to see each other in the early morning And night before our eyes close. Ruhaan's workload is also at its peak as he is going to Italy for one week. I wonder what I will do for one week there. Ruhaan will be busy with work after the party and I don't know even a corner of Italy to go to.

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