Chapter 54

Continuation

"What you heard," Rahul said, glaring at her. "Oh Samaira, I forgot that there is one more amazing surprise I have planned for you. Can I use your luxurious TV for five minutes?" He asked, her pointing at her TV. They were all looking at him confused.

"What the hell, Rahul? We are not here to watch TV," Shourya said in anger.

"Calm down, Shourya. This surprise is also for you, my friend," he said giving a half smile to Shourya, before going to put on the TV and connecting his mobile to the TV.

"What's going on now?" Khushi thought.

What they saw next appalled them. Samaira felt as if someone punched on her face. She starts shivering in fear.

There were pictures of Samaira and Ishaan hugging and kissing each other as if there was no tomorrow, and some pictures of Samaira having food with Ishaan in some hotel, but what caught their attention was the picture of Ishaan and her kissing each other at Mr. Singhania's daughter's birthday party. Not only with Ishaan, but there were also photos of her with different men.

They were beyond shocked.

"Samaira, why are you shivering like that? Are you feeling cold? But I am feeling hot here. Should I bring a blanket for you?" Rahul asked her with a wicked smile.

Khushi slowly looked towards Shourya to see his reaction. He was looking like a volcano that could erupt at any time.

"She was cheating behind your back even before your marriage to Khushi," Rahul said, looking at Shourya and pointing at Samaira.

"You.." Shourya looked at Samaira with anger and hatred in his eyes. His jaw tightened in anger. He marched towards Samaira and grabbed her neck. He was fuming in anger. "Why did you that with me, huh?" He shouted at her, making all of them flinch. "WHY?"

"Thi-this is not true. He is lying, ba-by," she said while trying to free herself from his grip.

"Is he lying or you are the one who always lied to me, showing your fake love, huh?" He shouted in her face. He was all red with anger.

"Lea-leave me," tears were rolling down from her eyes. Shourya left her neck and punched the wall.

His heart was burning in fire thinking about how he had accused, humiliated, and insulted Khushi because of Samaira. How he used to get happy seeing Khushi in pain. He always supported Samaira instead of Khushi, and now he got that bitter fruit of his actions.

"Yesterday the waiter who was serving you both the delicious food was my man, who was keeping an eye on you," Rahul said, winking at Samaira, which made her more angry at Rahul.

"By the way, how was the food? Was it delicious?"

"How dare you?" She went and raised her hand to slap him, but he held her hand and twisted it behind her back, making her wince in pain. "Don't even dare to do that!" He said more in anger and pushed her making her, stumble.

"You are really disgusting, Samaira," Shourya said, holding her jaw.

"Baby, believe me, it's all a lie," she was begging him to believe her like the same way Khushi was begging him.

Now it's your time, Samaira," Khushi smirked mentally.

"Shut up!" He shouted.

"I will not leave you, moddle class gold digger," Samaira said with her gritted teeth looking at Khushi.

Now what did I do?

Shourya marched towards Samaira. "DON'T, I repeat, DON'T ever try to say a word against her. Stay away from us. Otherwise, you will face the worst of me," he warned her.

"By the way, Samaira, I forgot to ask you so how was our surprise? Did you like it?" Rahul asked, grinning at her. She was throwing daggers at him by gritting her teeth.

"Looking at your face, I can say you liked our surprise. Ok guys, let's go," he said.

Khushi went near her. "Remember, what you give to others gets back to you. Thank God that they are not giving you to the police. Otherwise, you know what would have happened to you and your boyfriend," she whispered in her ear, then patted her cheeks. "Enjoy your misery, Samaira baby," she said, winking at her, and went behind Shourya and Rahul.

"I will not leave you easily, Khushi. You will regret coming into our lives and also slapping me today. This is not yet over," Samaira was screaming from behind.

"You both go and sit in the car. I am coming," Shourya said, and again went inside.

"Now why is he going there again? To congratulate her for selling his presentation? This guy is really difficult to understand," Khushi mumbled slowly while rolling her eyes and sat in the car.

Shourya entered Samaira's house again. She was on the floor, crying. Seeing Shourya coming towards her, she got up, wiped her tears, and ran towards him, smiling.

"I knew you would come, baby. I know you love me a lot. Don't worry, we will throw that Khushi out of our lives soon," she started blubbering. Shourya held her neck and pushed her, making her fall to the floor. Samaira was looking at him with her wide eyes.

He knelt on his leg and bent to her level. "Don't even dare think about it," he said in a dangerous voice making her gulped in fear.

"I love my wife, so you better stay away from us. I am glad I have Khushi in my life and not a gold digger like you," he said, looking straight into her eyes in anger.

"Oh now she is wife, huh?" She chuckled bitterly. "You can't do that. You can't give my place to her in your life," she shouted. "I love you, baby. I really love you."

Shourya clapped his hands and started laughing bitterly. "If you really love me, then what were you doing with that Ishaan? Why were you kissing him?" He spat.

"I-i..it's al-all lies. Rahul has done something in those photos. Please believe me, baby."

"SHUT UP, JUST SHUT UP!" He grabbed her arm. "Don't bring him in the middle. Just thank God that we are not handing you over to the police. Otherwise, you and that your boyfriend would be behind the bars for stealing our presentation, but remember, I will not keep quiet. Tell your boyfriend to get ready to face Mr. Shourya Kapoor."

He left her arm and got up. "From today onwards, stay AWAY from us. Otherwise, consequences will be worse," he said and turned to leave.

"I will not leave her that easily!" She started yelling, which angered Shourya. He turned towards her and grabbed her hair with his fist. "If I find you even near my wife, consequences will be worse," he said by gritting his teeth and left from there.

"Let's go," he came and sat in the passenger seat.

"You didn't do the right thing, Shourya. I will not leave your so-called wife," Samaira started screaming.

Now what did he do that she again started shouting? Khushi thought and shrugged her shoulders.

Shourya's POV

I was guilty of my action and the bitter words I gave to Khushi. The image of her crying and begging me to believe her was dancing in front of my eyes. Guilt was eating me from  inside. Instead of trusting and believing Khushi, I believed every lie that Ishaan told me. As husband, it was my duty to believe her, to trust her, and to support her, but I did the opposite. Even Rahul and that Ritik believed her, but not me.

'Maybe that's the reason she loves that Ritik'. When she wanted a shoulder to cry on, when she wanted someone to trust her, when she wanted to hug someone, Ritik was there with her.

"Have you ever considered her your wife?" My mind taunted me.

I have no answer because it's true. I never considered her my wife. I never gave her the respect she deserved. Instead of giving her respect, supporting her, believing her, I gave everything to that Samaira, who didn't even deserve my single glance.

Why am I saying all this when the mistake was mine? I was an idiot to think that Samaira loved me when she was only after my money, but now I will not allow her to come into my and Khushi's life. I don't want that gold digger in my life ever again.

I want only Khushi in my life and no one else.

Khushi's pov

I am feeling as if someone took off the big stone kept on my head. All thanks to Rahul. He is the best.

Rahul was driving and Shourya was sitting on the passenger seat and was continuously looking at me from the rearview mirror with guilt in his eyes, but I ignored it.

I will not forgive you easily, Shourya.

"Thank you, Rahul."

He looked at me through the mirror and asked, "For what, Khushi?"

"For believing me, for trusting me, and for supporting me, when no one else did," I replied,  looking at Shourya. The more guilt flashed in his eyes, but I ignored it.

"It's my duty. Don't you remember what I told you on your wedding day that you are like a sister to me? So, it's my duty to support you and to trust you," he said, smiling at me. I smiled at him.

He is really a nice guy. I just hope he also gets someone nice like him. The girl who will get married with him will be a lucky girl.

"Rahul, how did you come to know about Ishaan and Samaira's relationship?" I asked him curiously.

Now Shourya's full attention was also on Rahul.

"Yesterday, my mind was stuck on that presentation incident. While going home, I was just thinking about that, but later something came to my mind," he said, then looked at Shourya. "Shourya, did you see the timing when Samaira came to our cabin?"

Shourya shook his head. "I didn't see, but I guess it was before 9:00 a.m or something?"

"Yes, exactly. It was just 8:45 am, and as far as I know, she never came to visit you before this early. So, I became suspicious about Samaira. So, I immediately called my private investigator Karan and asked him to keep an eye on Samaira and you know what? When I reached home, just after one hour, I got those pictures of her and Ishaan. So, then I asked him to find out everything about them. So, this morning, I got this information that she was in a relationship with him for almost eight months, which means she was with him before your marriage to Khushi," Rahul explained everything.

Shourya fisted his hands in anger.

"Then why didn't you tell me all this in the morning?" He asked him.

"I wanted to give you a surprise about your so-called girlfriend. So, how was it?" He said, giving him a wicked smile. "I warned you about Samaira a million times, Shourya, but you never listened to me. Now see what you've got," he said seriously.

After some time, we reached home. Rahul dropped us off and went home.

"Khushi," I was going upstairs when Shourya called me.

I looked at him.

"Hmm..you can joi-join the office from tomorrow."

I ignored him and started going from there, but he stopped me by holding my wrist.

Now what does he want?

"Now what?" I asked, being irritated.

"I am sorry," he apologised.

"For what?" I asked, raising my brows.

"Fo-for everything."

I rolled my eyes and freed my wrist from his hold. "And why should I accept your apology? When I was begging you to believe me, you didn't. When I said I had doubts on Samaira, you wanted proof. And now that the truth of your so-called girlfriend has come out, you want forgiveness from me. You know what, Shourya? From the beginning, you never believed my single word. So, now, why do you want my forgiveness when you will do the same thing again?"

"I promise, I will not do that again," he said in a pleading tone.

"I don't believe you, and by the way, why are you apologising to the girl who spoiled your life?" I asked.

When I said this, I saw hurt in his eyes.

"Please don't say like that,"

"Those are not my words. You are the one who said that." He hung his head down. "You know what, Shourya, even if no one believes me, I wanted at least you to believe me and to trust me, but you didn't. You believed every word of that, Ishaan, but not me. From the beginning, you always trusted Samaira. I am not saying you were wrong, after all, she was your girlfriend, and I was, or still I am an unwanted person who entered your life without invitation. But, as a human being, I wanted you to have at least one percent of trust in me, but I didn't get anything," I said, expressing   my disappointment.

"Khushi, please don't say that. You are not unwanted, and I promise I will believe you and trust you. Believe me," sadness was evident in his eyes and voice.

"I don't trust you, nor do I believe you," I said and left there.

I know he still loves Samaira, and it's very difficult to forget someone we love. I don't know what will happen in the future. I don't know if I ever be able to get his love or not.

I came to the room, sat on the bed, and started massaging to calm my mind.

I think I should talk with Ritik about the presentation.

I dialed his number. After three rings, he picked up the call.

"Hello, cutie pie,"

"Hello Ritik, are you busy?" I asked.

"No, babes, I am always free for you."

I rolled my eyes.

"Ok listen. Do you remember that yesterday I told you that somebody stole our company's presentation?"

"Yes, did you find out who did that?" Now his voice became serious.

"Yes, actually it was one of Shourya's enemies who sold our presentation to Ishaan. Please can you do one favour for me?" I asked with hesitation.

"Tell. Anything for you, Cutie pie."

"Please can you talk with Mr. White about it? If he agrees, then I will talk about that with Rahul. So we can start doing the presentation again," I asked.

"Yes, I will surely try. I just hope he agrees to listen."

"If he want, then we can show him the proof too,"

"Don't worry, Khushi. I will try, and I am sure that if he comes to know about it, then he will surely cancel that deal with Ishaan. He doesn't like cheaters like Ishaan."

"Thank you so much, Ritik."

"It's my pleasure, cutie pie. Bye now. See you later," he said.

"Bye, take care," I said and cut the call.

I just hope Mr. White cancels his deal with that cheater Ishaan.

Writer's POV

It's been three weeks since that incident. Still, Khushi is giving a cold shoulder to Shourya. Even if he tried to talk with her, she would give him a short reply. He always says sorry for his behaviour, but Khushi ignores him. It hurts him. He is also fed up with her behaviour. So, he also stopped asking her anything, but he still can't stop talking with her. He wants to talk with her. He wants to see her smile. He wants to listen to her silly talks. He wants to tease her, but because of his stupidity, he can't get that either.

Khushi started making pillow borders in the middle of the bed, but it was of no use, in the morning, those pillows can be seen on the floor, but still she doesn't forget to make that border. It irritates Shourya. Sometimesin the middle of the night he throws those pillows on the floor.

Shourya was working on his laptop while sitting on the bed when Khushi entered the room. Shourya averted his gaze from the laptop and looked at Khushi. She ignored him and went to the bathroom.

He sighed and started doing his work; just then Khushi's mobile started ringing. Shourya ignored her and busied himself with his work. Again, it started ringing. He looked at the bathroom door. It was still closed, so he thought to see who was calling her.

May be the call is urgent.

He kept his laptop on the bed and went towards the table where Khushi's phone was kept. His blood boiled looking at the ID '❤Ritik❤'.

Ritik's name was dancing on the screen. Shourya immediately cut the call.

How dare he call my wife?

Don't he have shame for calling someone's wife?

Why the hell has Khushi put two hearts on his name? He removed those hearts and saved his name back.

Then a thought came to his mind to check his name on her mobile. He looked at the bathroom just to see if Khushi would not catch him checking her phone.

He checked his number. His eyes widened seeing what name she saved his number '😈Devil😈'.

She had put two hearts for his name and my name, "monster"?

A smirk came on his face. He changed his name to '❤my sweet hubby❤' and  silently kept the mobile back on the table and went and started doing his work.

Khushi, I will love you so much that you will forget that Ritik, and one day you will also fall in love with me.

Khushi came out of the bathroom, after changing her clothes, and started combing her hair. She thought to meet Nitya and Ritik today at Nitya's house, as it's been so many days since they have spent time together. Shourya was watching her every action.

Khushi furrowed her brows, looking at him.

Why is he looking at me like that now?

She took her bag and mobile, and she left to go to Nitya's place.

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She rang the bell. Nitya came and opened the door.

"Hey, babes," Nitya gave her a tight hug.

"Hi, Nitya,"

"Where is that monkey? He didn't come?"

"Yesterday, when I called him, he said he would come. Today he didn't call me," Khushi said.

When they both entered inside, Nitya's mom came.

"Hello, aunty,"

"Hey, Khushi, how are you?" Nitya's mom asked.

"I am fine, aunty," she said and sat on the couch.

They were all talking when Ritik rang the bell.

Nitya went and opened the door. "Hello, lizard," he said, waving at her. Nitya immediately closed the door on his face and went and sat beside Khushi.

"Who was it?" Khushi asked. She thought maybe Ritik rang the bell.

"It was some beggar asking for money, so I gave him some money and sent him back," Nitya said, shrugging her shoulders.

Till then, Khushi's phone rang, 'Ritik'.

Where are the heart emojis?

She received the call. "Hello, Ritik, where are you? Yesterday you said you would come. Where are you now?" She asked, being irritated.

"Your friend closed the door on my face without taking me in."

"What?" She looked at Nitya, who was sipping the coffee, as if nothing had happened.

"Yes, ask that lizard,"

She was telling me some beggar rang the bell.... this girl.

"She was telling me some beggar was asking for money. You wait there. I am opening the door," she said and went to open the door.

"Where is that lizard? Am I looking like a beggar for her?" He said and went inside to see Nitya was busy sipping her coffee.

"Come Ritik. They both were waiting for you for so long," Nitya's mom said.

"Aunty, your daughter thought I was some beggar, so she closed the door on my face," he said sadly and smirked at Nitya,  who was throwing a dagger at him.

"Is that the way to welcome your friend, Nitya?" Nitya's mom raised her voice at Nitya.

"Mom, he is not my friend. He is only Khushi's friend," she said, still glaring at Ritik.

"Mom, I told you to marry her with anyone so that we can live here peacefully." Here comes her brother Rohan.

"You shut up, Jungli!" She snapped at her brother.

He came and sat beside Khushi. "Khushi di, she is very irritating," he started complaining about Nitya to Khushi. "I wish instead of her, you were my real sister," he said with disappointment.

"Jungli, keep your mouth shut. Thank god that you got a nice sister like me who completes the homework of a Jungli brother like you."

"Ya, and who also sleeps on my books while helping me."

"Shut up, you donkey. Otherwise, I will not help you completes your homework."

He then turned towards Khushi. "Khushi Di, you know she eats all my chocolates."

"Hey, Jungli, don't lie. I am not eating your chocolates, ok?" she said, glaring at him in anger.

"Di, don't lie. If you don't eat my chocolates, then where is the chocolate that I kept in the fridge yesterday?" He asked, keeping his hands on his waist.

Khushi and Ritik were enjoying their fights. They were controlling their laughter.

"I do-don't know. I have not eaten your chocolate. I don't like chocolates," she said, looking everywhere but at them.

"See Khushi Di. She is the number one lier. You know? When she doesn't get food on time, she takes the whole house on her head by shouting like a mad women. I feel pity for her would be husband. I don't know how he will tolerate this witch,"

Listening to all this, they burst into laughter.

"You jungli," Nitya came and smacked his head. "Are you here to embarrass your elder sister? Go and do your homework there," she felt embarrass in front of them.

"Chocolate robber," he said, running from there before she could say anything.

"He-he is lying. Don't listen to him," she said, giving them a nervous smile.

"Yes, we know who is lying," Ritik said, giving her a mischievous smile.

"You shut up!" She then turned towards Khushi. "You both sit. I am bringing something for you to eat."

Ritik sat beside Khushi. "So Ritik, when are you proposing to my friend?" Khushi asked, smiling at him.

He rubbed the back of his neck. "Khushi, I am afraid of your friend. Have you not seen how she fights with me? And do you think that if I tell her, she will accept me?" He asked sadly.

"Don't be sad, Ritik. I know she is little crazy, but I know she will surely accept you."

"But Khushi, what if she loves someone else?"

"I don't think so. If it was like that, then she would have told me, but still you try to ask her once," she said.

He nodded. "I will try, but I am afraid of that. What if she she loves someone else? What if she rejects me? I don't think I will be able to take her rejection. You know, I loved her since  I saw her for the first time at your place," he said, smiling sadly. There was love in his eyes for Nitya.

Khushi took his hand in hers. "Don't worry, Ritik. Everything will be alright. Ask her once, and I am sure you will get your love."

He sighed and nodded his head, giving her a smile.

"By the way, Khushi, is everything okay between you and Shourya?" Ritik asked her.

"Ye-yes, Ritik, everything is fine,"

"Are you sure? Because I don't think so. Your words are telling something, and your face is telling something else," he asked, looking at her suspiciously.

"Ritik, everything is fine." She gave him an assured smile.

"Hmm." He was not satisfied with her answer.

Till then, Nitya came with snacks and coffee.

They were talking while having snacks when Khushi got a call. She looked at the ID, ❤my sweet hubby❤

What the hell...who changed his name?

Shourya I will kill you.

She excused herself and went out to receive the call.

"Hello wifey, your sweet hubby has been calling for so long, and you are taking so much time to receive his call."

"Why did you change the name?" She asked irritatingly.

"Come on, wifey, who keeps a 'monster' name for their hot husband like me?" He was enjoying making her irritated.

"Hot, my foot, you are a grandpa of  monkeys," she said and cut the call.

Pervert

After spending time with Nitya and Ritik, she went home.

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Shen entered the house, and as she was going upstairs, she heard some noises coming from the kitchen. So she thought to go and see.

When she was about to reach the entrance of the kitchen, she heard something fall and break. So, she ran inside, and what she saw next shocked and also angered her.

Hi, my cuties

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