Rakshit's pov Yeah... Rohan is right, her father has trust issues...because when I went to their home I saw Jiya crying and wailing about their mother... It's something related to her for sure.  But how will I know what's the matter?  Should I directly ask drishti about her.... No, I clearly remember when I asked her about her family she stopped herself from speaking anything about her mother.  Is she dead? Or in hospital? Or is handicap?  God!! It's so confusing. But I am sure about one thing that she is a forbidden topic for them.  Right now, drishti is not willing to tell me and I am fine with it. But I hope she tells me by herself when everything will be normal though.  "For the love of God... Listen to me" Rohan yelled in my ears.  "Damn you idiot...spare my ears" I shouted equa

"thank god you asked I want to know about that too"    Rakshit spilled water on his desk as he heard drishti mimicking his mother.    "What the hell?" Rakshit muttered under his breath.    "Yeah... Actually hell. You know how embarrassing it was for me."   Drishti bursted through the phone.    "I don't know what to say" Rakshit sighed.    "Exactly, I was in same situation" she murmured.    "So? What did you answer... about that...?" Rakshit asked nervously.    "Simple... Ask your son" she stated with confidence.   "What!! Are you crazy? What am I supposed to reply to that?" Rakshit lost his temper.    "Oh... I really don't care. Just keep this conversation to yourself and your mother I am least interested."   "But_"

 Morning murmured in and we I mean I and Rakshit sat together in dining hall for breakfast while Riva was still asleep. "There... Your Coffee" I served coffee to him. "Thank you" He smiled at my gesture. After we had breakfast Rakshit was just about to leave when we saw Riva coming towards us holding her doll."Hey... do you need anything?" Rakshit asked her to which she nodded her head negatively. "You are leaving right??" she asked her voice as sweet as ever. "Yes..." Rakshit confirmed. " So I wanted to wish you good morning because when you return it's already evening " As she explained her reason to come out I and Rakshit were staring at her in awe. 

Oh really Rakshit?! Samaira mocked me and I gulped. God I am going to embarrass myself that means I am going to be Rohan... because Rohan leads to embarrassment and embarrassment leads to Rohan... right? Shut the hell up!! my conscience facepalmed...and I sighed. I uttered out a nervous laugh "Samaira! ..huh umm what do you mean?" I tried to act normal when I saw Drishti narrowing her eyes at me. "Mrs DRS don't you know what your beloved husband was doing throughout the night?" Samaira said it all oh gosh! Girls can't keep anything in their stomach... right? Drishti looked at Samaira then back at me...her eyes were showing ....sadness. "You....you were with a girl or what?" Drishti almost whispered. "WHAT?! NO NO NO....YOU ARE GETTING IT ALL WRONG... SAMAIRA JUST EXPLAIN" I was angry at both of them...one can't let ou

Drishti's pov He wrapped his arm around my waist and brought me dangerously close to himself, I wondered how could I breath being him so close to me. I never got intimate with anyone hell I never dated so him being my first and crossing the level of being my husband already... things are quite new for me. He narrowed his eyes at the foreigner standing in front of us. He must be in his late twenties,his height matched Rakshit's he was a good looking guy but the way Rakshit saw him I feel maybe they are not on good terms...I decided to ask about that to Rakshit later. That man came close to us particularly to me. What on the earth is he trying to do? I was looking towards Mr Shergill and he just whispered..." I am here don't worry" and those words were enough to clear my anxiety. "Hello beautiful, this is Charlie Lestrad the H.O.D of the department under which Mr gills oops Mr Rakshit Shergill