Abandoned wife

Chapter 26

After listening his confession Smita doesn't know what opinion she should make about him. He killed those men but they were not innocents. They were predators who were hunting innocent kids. They deserve punishment which law failed to give. If he wouldn't finish them there will be more victim but..

Murder of someone give chills to her spine. He has strong stricks of revenge in him. He killed them because they wronged Shweta. He abused and raped her because she was wrong in his version of events. If Akshita will be wrong in future what will he do? She will received punishment or he will forgive her. Can she trust him with Akshita.

She is more puzzled and confused after thinking everything. At last she decided to leave it on Akshita whatever she choose she will stick to her decision. He is her father and she wanted her father. If outcome will be bad, she will be there for her daughter. She will not snatched her chance.

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India habitat center a place Smita loved for its library. This library not only contains rare old books but updated to newest arrival. This place is like heaven for book and art lovers. This building is complete package as it has huge library for book lovers, conference rooms for professional, lotus pond for nature lovers, amphitheatre for budding artists and last but not the least American diner which serves authentic American dishes.

She was entering  inside the premise when she noticed him standing outside the conference room. His gaze focused on her and he make his way towards her.

"You are here?"

"Yes, I came to library."

"I came for a meeting which ended recently." he said and she nodded.

"I am going to have lunch. Will you come?" he asked and she smiled.

They crossed the library area and passing through theatre. A melodious voice can be heard from the outside.

"I had reconciled with my mother in this theatre." he said and her brows raised.

"but you shared very warm relationship with your mother. How can this is possible." she asked and he gave her a faint smile.

They have reached to American diner one of the oldest in town. It has still kept that seventies feel alive. Black and white tiles on the floor gave you impression of its age. Walls were painted in light yellow colour, having black and white portrait pictures. One wall is designed in checker board style. Red stools were placed around square tables.They headed towards  table placed in a side of room.

" I used to trouble my father to brought me here for lunch." Smita recalled fondly.

"and I had troubled grandpa on every alternative day."

"but it was  worth it" Smita said while eating her blueberry pancake. She closed her eyes to fully enjoy the taste.

"Absolutely."

"How is Akshita?"

"She is doing great." she replied. Although she wanted to say so many things but she didn't. This kind of lunch is rare in their life which is filled with lots of tension and drama.
Her gaze stop on sauce stuck at the corner of his lips. She recalls how she prays to God for moment like this in the earlier stage of their marriage.

"Umm Akshay"

"Yes."

"hm, um, there is something on your lips." she said

"I can say the same for you."

"Really." she asked and he nodded. She tried to wipe traces of food. When she failed he bend a little to help her. He wiped it gently . She can feel his thumb brushing outer side of her lips. It is weirdly arousing. She shouldn't feel this but she did.  Smita take a breath which she didn't know she is holding when he is done. She didn't knew  friendly lunch take this  turn.