72

Shravan stopped the car in the parking lot of the apartment block where Drishti's parents live when they are in Bangalore.

He unbuckled the car seat and took out the baby bassinet before they walked into the apartment elevator.

The elevator took them directly up to the penthouse suite owned by the Malhotras.

"Paa, Maa," Drishti called out as she walked into the apartment.

"Don't scream, Drishti. He will wake up," Shravan said, peeping into the bassinet to make sure that little Dhruv wasn't disturbed by his momma's screams.

"Uh, sorry. I forgot," Drishti said sheepishly.

"Drishti, baby. Where's my little one?" Diya came towards them with a sweet smile on her face.

"He's sleeping," Drishti said, rolling her eyes playfully.

She still gets jealous when she doesn't get the attention of her parents like before. Now their priority seems to be little Dhruv.

How cruel!

"Shravan, it's been so long," Diya said softly.

"Sorry, Maa. I have been quite busy with the international deal," Shravan said