Chapter 51

A Few days later

Khushi's POV

When I was checking tomorrow's presentation, I heard the most irritating voice.

"Baby"

Samaira came, moving her hips as if she was doing a cat walk.

"Hey, witch, where is my baby?" She asked, looking at me with disgust.

I just rolled my eyes, ignored her, and started doing my work. Shourya was in our room working on his laptop.

How dare she call my husband baby? Shameless women.

"Hey, can't you hear?" She yelled.

I closed my eyes to calm my anger, then opened my eyes and got up, keeping my laptop on the table.

"I didn't know that you also have a baby, but one thing I didn't get that is, why are you asking me about your baby? How would I know about your baby?" I asked calmly.

"Oh, just shut your nonsense and tell me where is Shourya?"

"And why should I tell you about my husband?" I asked, crossing my hands.

"Ok, don't tell. I will go and search him," she said, smirking at me and ascending upstairs, but I stopped her from coming in front of her.

"Don't you have shame? You are entering someone's house and acting as if it's owned by you."

"Ohh, shut up! This is my boyfriend's house. Now stay aside," she said, gritting her teeth.

I gave her a tight smile. "Then let me tell you this: your boyfriend is now MY HUSBAND," I said with much confidence, putting more pressure on 'my husband'.

Now she was looking more angry. I know she mnight be now feeling as if she is sitting on a hot plate.

"Stay aside!" She shouted and pushed me, which made me fall on the wall. She went upstairs fuming in anger.

Wild cat.

When I went upstairs, I heard her shouting from our room. Why is she shouting now?

I slowly went towards the room to hear.

"Why the hell is she living in this room with you?" She was yelling at Shourya.

"Sam, calm down. And what happen if she lives in my room?"

"What happened? You allowed that middle class trash in your house first and now in your room," she again started shouting at him. "I doubt that after some days you will allow her into your heart by putting me out of your life. Or have you already done that?" She asked him doubtfully.

"Sam, it-its nothing like that. You are just assuming things," I heard Shourya saying.

Don't he feel anything toward me?

"I am not assuming things. I have seen everything with my eyes. The way you take her side, the way you spend your time with her instead of me, and not only that, you can't even hear a bad word for her from my mouth," she shouted.

She was shouting as if someone had put fire on her butt.

But her words lightened my heart.

So he doesn't like to hear bad words for me.

"Sam, it's nothing like that," he tried to make her understand.

I slowly twisted the knob to go inside. As soon as I stepped inside the room, I gasped. All my things were on the floor. My clothes were scattered everywhere.

I looked at Samaira. She was smirking at me. "Oh, come in, madam."

Shourya was looking at me with pity.

My anger reached a peak. I rushed towards that witch and grabbed her arm tightly, digging my nails into it. "What do you think of yourself, huh? And why did you throw my things on the floor?" I asked in anger.

How dare she?

"Leave me." She was wiggling from my hold, but I tightened it, making her wince in pain.

Today I will teach her a lesson.

"Khushi, what are you doing? Leave her." Shourya came forward, but I showed him one hand, telling him to stop there.

"Don't come between us, Shourya," I warned. He was looking at me as if I were an alien.

"I asked you why you threw my clothes on the floor." I yelled at her, which made her flinch.

Today I will show her who I am.

"Leave me, Khushi."

"You are coming into our room, and you have the audacity to throw my clothes on the floor? Don't you have shame coming to meet someone else husband?" I know I am hitting the right point.

"He is my boyfriend."

"First, he is my husband. I think you forget things easily. Eat almonds daily, it will help you remember things better," I said, gritting my teeth. She was fuming with anger and was throwing daggers at me.

I pushed her towards my clothes, which were on the floor. "Remove my things from the floor and keep them in their place, and also arrange my clothes in the cupboard systematically as they were before," I said in a stern tone. She was looking at me with wide eyes. Shourya was also looking at me with dumbfounded.

"I will not do that." She refused.

"I will not allow you to leave until you do what I said," I said, folding my hands.

Today I will not leave you, Samaira.

"And if you put your foot out of this room without arranging my things properly, I will drag you back pulling your hair," I warned her.

"I said I would not do that!" She shouted.

Shourya was looking at us with his mouth shut.

"Ok. I think, you have a photoshoot in  an hour. I will not allow you to go there."

I went and locked the door of the room and sat near the door.

"You will not do something like that."

"Ok, try me." I gave her a challenging look.

Shourya sat on the bed and started doing his work.

Maybe the poor boy got bored looking at our fights.

"Baby, why are you not saying something to her?" That witch went and sat beside him. How dare she?

Shameless.

"Sam, I already told you not to do that, but you didn't listen to me. Now I can't do anything," he said, shrugging his shoulders. Actually, I was shocked by his reply. I didn't think that he would say that. Maybe today's luck is on my side.

I really wanted to laugh at Samaira. She was throwing daggers at me.

I gave her a wicked smile. I was feeling like dancing.

"Come on, Samaira, if you don't want to get late, then do your work fast," I said, giving her a tight smile. "Don't look at me like that. I will not change my decision. Come on. I also don't want you to get late for your photo shoot. Like a good girl, clean that mess you have created."

She clenched her teeth. "You..... I will not leave you," she said and stormed her feet.

She started arranging my clothes.

"Wait," I said. She looked at me from over her shoulder.

"That blue dress was not in the first section. It was in that second section," I said, pointing at my blue dress. She glared at me and almost threw that dress into the second section.

"Arrange it properly, otherwise you know what I will do," I said in a stern tone. She immediately took out that dress and arranged it properly.

I was enjoying her state. I really wanted to laugh out loud.

Shourya was also looking at Samaira. By seeing his face, I could tell that he also wanted to laugh.

"That red lipstick was on the dressing table, not in that drawer," I said, pointing at my lipstick.

After half an hour, she was done  arranging my stuff.

"Can I go now?" She asked, gritting her teeth.

"Don't grit your teeth like that. Otherwise it will break and you will become a toothless model Samaira," I said, compressing my laugh, but there Shourya burst into laughter. Looking at him, I was not able to control my laughter and also burst into laughter.

"Shut up, you rag doll!" She shouted.

Oh, god, how much this girl is shouting.

She then turned towards Shourya, who was busy laughing. "Baby, you also?" She asked him sadly.

"No, no, Sam, I was not laughing at you. Actu-actually, I read one joke on Google, so I was laughing at that." I know he is lying.

"By the way, I am going, bye, baby." She went towards him and kissed his cheek. How dare she..kissing my husband infront of me?

I was still sitting near the door, "now can you move aside?" She asked, gritting her teeth. One day she will surely break her teeth.

I got up and opened the door, My leg was itching to kick her ass.

"Wait, Samaira." I stopped her. "Next time don't touch my things without my permission, and also stay away from MY HUSBAND because now he is not your boyfriend..he is someone's husband," I warned her.

She started laughing, "Baby, remember your husband was my boyfriend also before your so-called marriage, and also he doesn't love you because he still loves ME. I will make sure to kick you out of this house." She patted my cheeks and left from there.

"He doesn't love you because he still loves me" her words were continuously echoing in my ears.

She is right. He doesn't love me, but my heart only beats for him.

"Khushiiii," I came out of my thoughts when I heard Shourya's voice from our room.

I entered inside "yes?"

"Have you completed the work I have given you?"

"Yes, it's almost done."

"Ok. Complete that and keep it with you. That's the very important file. Don't make any mistakes. Our company will present that tomorrow," he said in a serious tone.

I nodded. "Don't worry, I will keep it safe with me."

After dinner, when I was arranging the bed I heard Shourya's mobile phone ringing, which was on the table. He was in the bathroom.

Should I take that call? But who is calling this time? Samaira??

I looked at the id. Mom

I looked at the bathroom door. It was still close, so I thought to receive the call.

"Hello"

"Hello, Khushi, how are you? And where is Shourya?" She fired questions one by one.

"Mom, I am fine. Actually, Shourya is in the bathroom, so I thought to receive it," I replied.

"It's ok, Khushi. So how is your marriage life going? Is Shourya treating you well?" She asked become worried. Just then, I heard the click sound of the bathroom door. Shourya came out of the bathroom and was looking at me suspiciously, maybe because of his phone.

"Yes, mom. He is treating me well. We-we are happy," I said half truth and half lie. He started treating me nicely now, which means he is not shouting at me as he was shouting at me before. He takes care of me, but I don't think we are happy like other couples.

Shourya's brows furrowed at what I said.

"Oh, I am so happy for you both," she said happily.

"Mom, here talk with Shourya. Bye, take care and give my regards to dad and Neha."

"Ok bye," I gave the phone to Shourya and lay on the bed facing the ceiling.

After talking, he kept his mobile on the table and lay on his side.

"I am sorry for taking your phone without your permission. You were in the bathroom, so I thought to take the call." I apologised.

"It's ok, you did right receiving the call. Otherwise, mom would have been worried," he said looking at me. "By the way, why did you lie to mom saying, I am treating you well and we are happy?" He asked.

I looked at him. "I didn't lie to her about you treating me nicely. If I had told her that we were not happy, then she would have been sad."

"Hmm"

"Good night," I wished him, not wanting to make any further conversation.

"Good night"

Writer's POV

The next day, they both got ready to go to the office. Khushi went early because as a PA for Shourya, she has to arrange everything. Today many companies will represent their companies, and everyone has only one wish: to get Mr. Wilton White's deal. If he cracked his deal with their company, they would feel as if they touched the sky. The CEOs of almost twenty companies will come to represent their companies.

Shourya came and went to his cabin.

"Hey, bro, all ready?" Rahul asked upon entering his cabin.

"Yes, I just hope we get that deal," Shourya said, tapping his fingers on the table.

"Don't worry, bro, everything will be fine," Rahul said, looking at Shourya.

"By the way ,where is the presentation?" Rahul asked.

"It's with Khushi. Actually some work was left, so it's with her. She will finish it and bring it." Rahul nodded.

"Hi, baby!" Samaira came to his cabin.

"Here comes a rotten rat," Rahul muttered under his breath.

"Sam, now I am busy," Shourya said, looking at her.

"I know, baby. I just came to meet you," she said, hugging him.

Rahul rolled his eyes.

"Done?" Rahul asked.

She glared at him. "What happens to you if I meet my boyfriend?"

"Everyone is not free like you," he spat.

"I am also not free," she spat back.

"Then what are you doing here? Go and do your work."

"I will go whenever I want," she said glaring at him.

"Shut up and get lost from here!" Rahul yelled at her for being irritated.

"Sam, I think you should leave. We are really busy," Shourya said.

"Ok, baby, bye" she said, giving Shourya a peck on the cheek and leaving from there, glaring at Rahul.

Khushi was typing something on her laptop when Saira came and told her that Shourya called her in his cabin immediately. She went to his cabin, but it was empty, so she thought to search for him, but he was not there. So she came back to her cabin. She was about to sit down when she got a call from Shourya saying to come in the auditorium fast because everyone was coming.

She took her laptop and ran towards the auditorium. On the way she bumped into someone. "Are you ok, pumpkin?"

Khushi's head shot up upon hearing that voice. "Mr. Agarwal?"

"Come on, beautiful. Don't be professional. You can call me Ishaan," he said, winking at her.

Khushi gave him a disgusting look.

"Khushi," she heard Shourya calling her from behind, so she looked behind. Shourya was standing there and was giving Ishaan a murderous look, which made Ishaan smirk wider.

Khushi went and stood in front of Shourya. "Is everything ready?" He asked her in a cold voice, to which she nodded.

They both entered the auditorium. When she saw Ritik sitting there, she felt happy to see him. He waved his hand, smiling at her, and in return she gave him a big smile. Shourya's brow furrowed looking at both of them.

"Keep everything ready." He ordered and took a seat. Khushi nodded and sat beside him.

Everyone started representing their company one by one. Shourya fisted his hands, looking at Ishaan, but what made them shocked was his presentation, which was the same as theirs. Only the company name was changed. Rahul was also shocked to see the same presentation as theirs.

Khushi immediately opened her laptop and tried to find their presentation with her trembling hands, but that file was missing. She searched in the recycle bin, but there also she didn't get anything.

"What the hell is that? Where is our presentation, Khushi?" Shourya was fuming in anger. Khushi got scared looking at an angry Shourya.

"It-it was in the lap-laptop only, but no-now it's not th-" Shourya snatched her laptop from her and started searching for that file, but he also didn't get anything. He looked at Ishaan, who was smirking at him.

Shourya fisted his hands. He felt to punch him. Now it was the turn of the S.K company to represent.

Shourya got up. "We are not representing," he said.

Everyone started gossiping because until now the company, which has never lost a single deal, had declared that they would not represent.

Shourya then looked towards Khushi. "You in my cabin NOW!" He said and left from there. Rahul also went behind him.

Khushi gulped in fear. She was horribly scared. Mr. White finalised his deal with the Agarwal company.

After coming to his cabin, Shourya started throwing and breaking everything. He was fuming in anger.

How can she ditch him? He thought.

Ritik was looking at Khushi. He was also confused, but before he tried to talk to her, she left.

Tears were rolling down her cheeks. If Shourya asked her about that presentation, what would she answer him? She felt like running away from there, but she couldn't. She had to face him, but she was scared of his anger. Her heartbeat accelerated with fear.

With a trembling hand, she knocked on the door. Instead of saying, "come in", Shourya opened the cabin door and dragged her inside by grabbing her elbow tightly.

"Shourya, what are-" Rahul tried to stop him but stopped by Shourya. "Don't come between us, Rahul. You can go now," he raised his voice.

"Now you tell me where is that presentation?" He asked, tightening his hold.

"It-it was in-in my la-laptop," she said, bearing the pain his hold was causing her.

"Then where is it?" He shouted.

"I-i don't -"

"Or did you give it to that Ishaan?" He asked, clenching his teeth. Her eyes widened seeing him doubt her.

How can he think cheap things about me?

She shook her head. "I-I swear I didn-"

"Oh, shut up!" He shouted and grabbed her arms.

She winced in pain. "Lea-leave me. You ar-are hurting me," she said between her cries.

Not able to see Khushi like that, Rahul came and tried to free her from Shourya's hold. "Shourya, leave her."

"Rahul, stay away!" He pushed Rahul.

Shourya was looking like an angry bull who would attack anyone.

"Shourya, Plea-please leave me. I didn't do anything. Please believe me," she said, trying to wiggle from his hold.

"Bel-" he was cut off by his phone call.

He left her arms and looked at the ID. Looking at it, his anger increased.

"What the hell do you want now?" He shouted on the phone.

"Oh come on, Mr. Kapoor. Cool down. Are you not going to congratulate me on winning the deal?"

"You won that deal by stealing our company's presentation!"

"Cool down, man. So much anger is not good for health," he said with a calm tone. "And by the way, I have not stolen your presentation. I have given enough money for that presentation."

Shourya was shocked tohear that.

"And who sold our presentation to you?" He asked, gritting his teeth.

"Your hot wife."

Now he was more shocked. He looked at Khushi, who was there looking at him with confusion and fear. She didn't know what Ishaan was telling Shourya, but Shourya's face was telling her that something more was waiting for her.

Do you think Khushi sold that presentation to Ishaan? If no then where is their presentation and how come his presentation is same as theirs?

Will Shourya believe Khushi?

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