●Khushi's P.O.V.●"Khushi, please don't leave me." He eventually uttered it while the tears still streamed down his face."What? Why would I leave you?" I was taken aback by his abrupt request."You just said you would leave me if I were a bad husband to you," Darsh stated in between his sobs, causing me to gasp.He was undoubtedly upset about something, but I didn't anticipate him crying at a simple sentence I said.I took a step closer to him and wiped the corner of his eyes with my thumbs. Darsh suddenly flung up his arms and embraced me, resting his forehead on my shoulder. His entire body was subtly trembling.It took me a few seconds to fully comprehend what had just transpired. Then, I gave Darsh the tightest hug I could manage to stop the trembling."I am not leaving you," I said, rubbing his bowed back kindly."But you said—" Before he could mumble another complaint, I interrupted him. "I was just kidding, idiot. I won't actually be leaving you.""Really?" He questioned while
●Khushi's P.O.V.●After Darsh left, it was almost 3–4 days, and he never called or texted me. Even if I tried calling him, Darsh ignored my calls and never called me back.At that point, I was certain Darsh was avoiding me on purpose. Hence, I stopped calling him because I felt annoyed. I asked him to go back, mostly because I didn't want him to abandon his responsibilities because of me, but he was acting absurd at that point.After a few more days, Mandira's wedding day finally arrived. We were having fun at her house during a Sangeet party, singing and dancing with our family and friends.Suddenly, Mandira's expression darkened as she received a call. She sprang to her feet and dashed to her room. I decided to follow her since I had a bad feeling.As I entered Mandira's bedroom, I saw her sobbing while hunching over on her knees. I hurried inside as soon as I could."What's wrong?""He called again," Mandira said."Your ex?"She nodded while pressing her lips against each other."W
●Khushi's P.O.V.●He soon had his hoodie off, which he promptly threw to the ground. My exposed skin was now being touched by his hands. With each of his touches, I became more disgusted and terrified."Save me, please." I couldn't stop sobbing and wishing in my head that someone would just pass by Mandira's room and realise something was wrong."Now, baby, this is the best part." He whispered in my ear, making me feel completely horrified before I felt his lips start touching my belly button and undressing my lehenga. My heart seemed on the verge of stopping.It really can't be happening this way! Where is Darsh? Every time I'm in trouble, he steps in. So why isn't he here right now? Why?Both of us were startled when the door abruptly thudded open. It felt as if my plea had been heard, and I had at last found salvation. The lights of the room glowed, and I almost went blind by the brightness and shut my eyes with my hand as a cover.But as soon as my eyes adjusted to the light, I sa
●Khushi's P.O.V.●My eyes started to tear up. I glanced up at Darsh and asked, "Do you trust me? I just want to hear yes or no."Our marriage depended on his response.A few silent seconds passed as I kept staring at the calm stature of my husband, who was peering at the hooded man. Consequently, I noticed his blank expression turning into something. It was wrath. He was incredibly quiet, despite having almost red eyes from anger. He had been observing everything up until that point and hadn't even asked a single question to the man or me.But eventually, he turned to look at me, and his eyes sealed with mine.Darsh exhaled a prolonged, deep breath before uttering, "How can I not believe you, idiot?" Causing my eyes to expand in bewilderment. His response stunned everyone else in the room.His fingers traced my damp skin as he placed a palm on my cheek. A faint wave graced his lips as he said, "Even if the entire world turns against you, I'll still stand by your side."His response o
●Khushi's P.O.V.●I asked, turning to Mandira, "Why? Why on earth must it be you out of all the people? I loved you the most."Mandira remained mute while she slumped her head low."Mandira! Speak up!" I yelled in anger and disbelief. She slowly raised her head and looked into my eyes for a long, uneasy minute."BECAUSE I HATE YOU!" Finally, my cousin-sister yelled back. She looked at me with utter revulsion, tears streaming down her cheeks. "I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU SO MUCH THAT MY STOMACH TWIRLS IN DISGUST EVERY TIME I SEE YOU!"My ears didn't make sense to me. The sister I cherished so much said she despised me so much that it made her sick from the inside?"Why? What have I done?" My voice was scant because I was still reeling from the words that Mandira just blurted out."I've treated you like my own sister. I have always looked out for you. You received everything you asked for from me. Food, clothes, shoes—everything, even when I was the poor cousin!" While fighting b
●Khushi's P.O.V.●Many more bodyguards were waiting for Darsh and me as we exited the Delhi airport to protect us from the paparazzi. Though it wasn't something new, it felt like it had happened to me earlier too, which I couldn't remember.Uncle Hemant greeted us as we approached Darsh's car. "Welcome, My Lady.""I missed you, Uncle Hemant. How are you?""Like always, I'm doing great." He said and bent to open the door for me, but before that, Darsh did. Uncle Hemant seemed like he had witnessed a ghost.I sat inside the car, and Darsh followed me while Uncle Hemant took the seat behind the wheel."Master Darsh seems to have changed." He coughed, earning Darsh's glare from the back seat.After seeing his expression, Uncle Hemant simply grinned before igniting the engine and directing the vehicle in the direction of the Sinha mansion."By the way, how was the wedding, My Lady?" He asked from behind the wheel."It was good, I guess." I replied nonchalantly."Too good." With a smirk, Da
●Khushi's P.O.V.●"Khushi ma'am, are you okay? Has anything happened?" Sia asked as she saw me moving back and forth across the living room."Everything's fine," I replied while glancing at the time. 11:00 p.m.Why isn't he still home?"It seems like Master Darsh will be late." Observing my anxiousness, she added. I felt my throat getting drier with each passing minute. I wasn't fully convinced that Darsh could kill someone, but it didn't seem totally impossible either."Send me the documents after dinner. I will look into these before going to bed." My ears caught the extremely familiar voice I was waiting for right at that moment, leading me to spin back.I caught the attention of Darsh and Uncle Hemant as they entered the mansion."Oh? It seems that my lady has been waiting for you, Master." With an air of guilt, Uncle Hemant stated, "We shouldn't have returned so late tonight."Darsh remained motionless for a while before saying, "Khushi, yo---"But before he could finish, I grabb
●Khushi's P.O.V.●"What the heck, Darsh?""What?" He asked nonchalantly."What's this?""What is what?""Your door is unlocked. Anyone can see inside through the glass wall!" I objected."Oh, that's your concern?" Darsh smirked."Fine.." He uttered it, opening a drawer on his desk and pulling out a remote. He then pressed a button on the remote while pointing it at the glass wall. After that, the glass wall turned completely black.I blinked a couple of times before mumbling out, "You..did that...?""Yes, I did that," Darsh mumbled. "Now relax, honey.""Darn it, I didn't mean that." I grimaced.What did you mean, then? He posed his chin on my right shoulder and asked innocently."Darsh..""Mmmmm?""Leave me, please." I requested."No." Darsh let out a soft chuckle. "I swear, I've never had this much fun working! You should have joined sooner.""Darsh?""Mmmm?""Let me go, or I'll scream that our boss is a pervert." I threatened."Uh-huh?" His voice gave me the impression that he had a