Finding You Again( Sequel To IFY)

part7_let's go to paris

“I...I wanted to see you...!” this time she shivered a little. His gaze softened but in just one blink his face was again, cold and blank. His expressions gave away nothing. His eyes roamed at her and she felt like his stare was touching her soul deeply.

He did nothing but to look at her face. She was confused about his previous behaviour but now after knowing everything, she felt intense desire of hugging him real tight. After staring at each other for few seconds, she rushed to him. Pushing herself between his legs, she clang her arms around his neck.

“WHAT THE.....!” Placing his one palm at table manik hardly handled himself from falling straight on his back while other palm straight went around her waist to handle her leaning figure against him. Tightening her arms around his neck she sobbed uncontrollably. Manik was still in shock. He wasn’t expecting this, at least not such intense hug from the lady he was scolding badly from the day one.

She could feel his rigid body against her. He was just like a dummy enclosed in her arms. Manik didn’t move a bit. His coldness was clearly showing, he was still shocked. It peeved her to realise that how she was seeming very desperate. The more she tightened her arms around his neck, the more she couldn’t control her tears. Finally holding her whole weight at his chest he placed his other hand also at the end of her spine. But to her surprise holding her manik pushed her away.

“Are you out of your mind. What madness had possessed you to do this....!” manik said while straightening himself against the table. His face was showing that he was taking her from one of all other women around him, who always ready to fall in his lap. She tried to ease the pain that was bugging her. Her tears were making him irritate. He himself wasn’t aware of the feelings he was going through at that moment.

“Do you treat your every boss like this....!” manik reasoned out while pointing at their recent cosy situation. He was trying his best to keep his most intimidating look when internally he wanted to know the reason behind her tears.

“No, you are special.....!” She replied in a voice struggling with tears. 

“Mrs malhotra, I really don’t like unprofessional people. And having pastime with my employees isn’t my cup of tea. If in future you did something like that, I won’t think twice before firing you....!” manik said while straightening his collar, showing her that she just crumbled in her fists while hugging him. Listening his warnings she looked down while hiding her smile.

Nandni didn’t speak, instead just looked at him. Holding her fluttering heart she opted to leave. She turned around and was going to exit when a silent whisper echoed across the room.

“Why where you crying....?” as she reached at the door he said in a spiteful whisper. Holding the door knob she looked back towards him. He was staring at her but she couldn't read his expressions.

“Bcs I was missing my husband....!” She said in such low voice that she could hardly listen herself. Manik gave her a glare and she knew that what it means. Though he doesn't recognise her but still he can’t listen about any other man. 

“Whatttttt......!” manik almost shouted listening the reason of her tears. Heat flared inside him.

“If you can’t live without that jerk than go back home. You don’t need this job....!” manik poured his anger through his hateful words. All she could do was stared at him in bewilderment. At least she wasn’t expecting such response.

“He doesn’t live with me anymore. He left me all alone....!” She told him the sentimental truth of her life. Hurtful tune in her words didn’t fail to grab his attention. He kept staring at her coldly, leaving her all confused.