CHAPTER -42 My Wife

NAINA KUMARI

I was walking to go downstairs wiping my tears with the back of my palm. On the way, I bumped into someone. I lift my gaze and found Vansh standing against me.

"What happened Naina? Why're you crying?"

Vansh asked me in a panicked tone.

I looked back at the door where I found my husband and his lover kissing passionately. I took my eyes off there and looked back at Vansh. He also follows my gaze to know, what I'm looking at.

"Do you like him?" Vansh asked me hesitantly. And I look at him surprisingly.

"I apologize if I ask something personal. I'm asking you cause I have seen them going up there and you're also coming from there crying. So I thought....." He paused intentionally.

"Nah, it's not like that. I'm not crying. My eyes are burning cause I have applied kajal on my eyes and I'm allergic to it. That's why I was searching for the washroom." I said a white lie plastering a forced smile on my face.

"Ohh, so what's the matter? Then come with me." Saying that he caugh