Chapter 58

Shourya's POV

I can't focus on my work. I am worried about Khushi. I should not have left her alone at home.

I think I should call again and ask her. I dialled her number. She picked up the phone after five rings.

Where was she?

"Hello," she said in a annoyed tone.

Why is she annoyed now?

"Khushi, how are you?" I asked in a worry.

"Shourya, how many times will you call me? In these two hours, you called me at least five times. You are calling me as if I am going to die in two hours," She almost shouted.

" How dare you say that, Khushi?" I also raised my voice.

How dare she talk about dying.

"Then what should I say? you are-" she was saying something when I cut her off by saying, "I was worried about you, Khushi."

I heard her sighing deeply.

I was about to cut the call in anger when I heard that idiot Ritik's voice calling Khushi.

What is that idiot doing in my house?

"Coming!" Khushi yelled.

Maybe she is talking with me from outside.

"Shourya, I need to go. Ritik is calling me," she said and cut the call.

"Hel-"

What is Ritik doing with Khushi? No, no I can't leave Khushi alone with that dumbo. I need to go. I don't trust that Ritik. What if he took my Khushi away from me? What if he kidnapped my Khushi? No No...

I took my blazer, which was kept on the chair, and left the office.

On the way, I bumped into Rahul. "Hey, bro, slow...slow....where are you running like a monkey?"

"Rahul, something urget has come up. Please handle all the meetings," I said and ran from there.

I started my car and drove at full speed.

I will beat him out if that idiot touches my Khushi. Why is he at my place? Don't he have shame for meeting married women? I will surely break his legs today. Can't he find one girl for him and get married? Why is he after my Khushi?

I parked my car in front of my mansion. When I was about to go inside, I saw them talking. That dumbo was saying something, and Khushi was giggling. It brought some kind of relief to my heart when I saw Nitya with them.

"Hi, Shourya," Nitya got up and smiled at me when she saw me. Khushi and Ritik also got up.

"Hi, Nitya, how are you?" I asked.

"I am fine."

"Oh hi, Mr. Kapoor," that idiot came smirking at me and extended his hand to shake with me.

I ignored him and went towards Khushi. "How are you?" I asked, cupping her face.

She glared at me and said, "At least show some respect to my friends, Shourya."

I rolled my eyes and glared at that idiot, who was giving me a mocking smile.

"Oh god, I forgot that I had made sandwiches for you guys," She facepalmed. "Guys, you both sit. I am bringing sandwiches for you," she said to them and went to the kitchen. I also went behind her.

"Khushi, what is that Ritik doing here?" I asked while pouring water into the glass to drink.

"He came to meet me," she said while putting sandwiches on the plates.

"Wanna have sandwiches?" She asked, looking at me.

"yeah," I said, nodding my head.

"Ok, go and change first."

"Okay," I was about to keep my foot out of the kitchen when I saw that dumbo hugging and kissing Nitya, which gave me the biggest shock.

Is he cheating on Khushi, and that too with Nitya? I looked back at Khushi over my shoulder; she was busy pouring juice into the glasses. My poor Khushi thinks Ritik loves her. Today I will show her his true colours.

Today I will make the breakup of Khushi and Ritik.

Wait, dumbo, I am here to burst your bubble.

I did a little victory dance in my mind and ran towards Khushi and dragged her towards the kitchen doorway.

"Shourya, what are you doing?"

I shushed her. "Come, I will show you something," I said in a low tone.

I pointed towards Ritik and Nitya, who were still in the same position. "See what they are doing there."

She looked at them by narrowing her brows. I mentally smirked.

Your end is near, Mr. Dumbo.

"So cute," she said, smiling.

I was looking at her with horror.

Is she for real? Who says 'so cute' when her lover is hugging and kissing someone else?

"Khushi, are you not jealous?" I asked in a whisper, with confusion.

"Why would I be?" She is still looking at both of them with a smile. I thought after looking at them that she would breakup with Ritik or at least slap him, but she is acting weird here. Instead of going and shouting and breaking up with him, she is enjoying their scene here.

"Khushi, he is cheating," I said. At least now she will understand.

"Whom?" She asked now, giving me her full attention.

"You, Khushi." When I said this, her nose flared in anger.

"Are you out of your mind? Or did you keep all of your senses in your office?" She said gritting her teeth, and went towards the kitchen counter and took the plates of sandwiches.

Is she trusting him that much that she could not believe what her own eye saw about Ritik?

I also went towards her. "Khushi, you are not understanding. He is cheating on you." I tried to make my poor girl understand, but in return, I only got an angry glare from her.

"You brainless person, they are cou-"

"Khushi, do you need any help?" She was cut by Ritik, who entered the kitchen by putting his hands in his pockets.

"No, Ritik, It's done," she said, looking at him.

"Ok, then come, I want to tell you something," he dragged her with him, but before going, she gave me one more angry glare, and they both left the kitchen. That idiot looked back at me and winked. I feel like pulling out his marbles like eyes and playing Taws with them.

I went to the room to freshen up and went downstairs. My blood boiled when I saw his hand on Khushi's shoulder.

How dare he?

I went towards them, put his hand down from her shoulder, and dragged her towards me.

Nitya was shocked by my action, and that shameless pig was only smirking at me.

"What are you doing, Shourya?" Khushi whisper yelled at me.

"Khushi, come sit with me," I made her sit beside me.

Ritik rubbed his hands together and took one sandwich and started eating it, looking at me.

What's going on in his head?

I was busy glaring at that pig, but my glares were not affecting him. If any other person had been instead of that idiot, that person would have run from my house, but this idiot has glued his ass here.

There was total silence, so Khushi broke the silence by clearing her throat. "Guys, do you want anything else?" She asked them.

That wife robber immediately said, "yes"

"What?" Khushi asked while getting up.

"You"

"What the-" I was about to burst my anger but he cut me off saying, "I mean to say, it's been soooo many days since you haven't spent time with me, Cutie Pie. I have so many things to tell you," he said to Khushi while smirking at me. I was feeling like I wanted to punch his not so good face.

"And why would she do that?" I asked in anger. How dare he ask my wife to spend her time with him in front of me?

"Come on, Mr. Kapoor. She is my friend, and obviously, there is nothing wrong with spending time with your friends, right?" He answered by shrugging his shoulders.

"Ritik, nowadays we are a little busy with Mr. White's project," Khushi said.

"I understand, Cutie Pie," he came and cupped her face.

I removed his hands from Khushi's face. "Mr. Patel, I want to talk with you about something," I said.

Khushi and Nitya were looking at me with their knitted eyebrows.

"It's about bus-business," I added.

"Ok, say," he said by putting his hands in his pocket.

"Not here. Come with me. "

I went forward, and he was following me. I opened the door of my room and asked him to come inside, then closed the door behind him.

He went towards the table and took Khushi's photo. "My Cutie Pie is looking so cute in this photo."

I immediately went towards him and snatched that photo from him.

He rolled his eyes at me and went and sat on the bed, crossing his legs.

"So Mr. Kapoor, you wanted to talk about business, right?" He asked, raising his eyebrows, giving me a half smile.

"Mr. Patel, you know very well that why I called you here,"

"How will I know?" He doesn't even have one percent fear of me.

"Leave Khushi," I directly came to the point.

"I haven't tied her," He said while raising his brow and shrugging his shoulders. This fu-

I massaged my forehead to calm my anger.

"I am not joking here, Mr. Patel,"

"Don't be formal, Mr. Kapoor. Call me Ritik. Do you mind if I call you Shourya?"

I shook my head. I don't even want to hear my name from his mouth, but I still gave him a forced smile.

"So, Ritik, I want you to break up with Khushi. I am her husband, and I don't want to share her with anyone, so please leave her," I almost begged him.

I don't know why I am begging in front of this idiot.

"Ok, done. I will break up with her. But what will I get in return?"

"What do you want? Do you want money? Do you want my property? I am ready to give you everything, even half of my business, but please leave her."

"Tsk, Tsk!" He shook his head and got up. "I am not a greedy person, Shourya. Though I am not a top businessman like you, I have enough money. I want something else."

"Then what do you want?"

"Promise?" He said it more like a question.

What's wrong with him?

"What promise?"

"Promise that you will always keep her happy. A promise that you will always trust her and support her, this is all I want."

"I promise," I quickly promised him because I am ready to give everything to my girl.

"Ok, done. Khushi is all yours."

Is he for real? Who asks for just a promise and is ready to leave their lovers? I really don't understand this guy. Sometimes I feel that he came from a mental asylum. But, I am happy he is ready to leave my Khushi.

"Okay then, I am leaving," he said and went to open the door. "One more thing, Shourya, Khushi is not the one who can cheat on someone whom she loves. I know her from childhood. And ya, I have a girlfriend," he smirked at me and left, leaving me in confusion.

What does he mean he knows Khushi from childhood, and who is his girlfriend?

Nitya?

If Nitya is his girlfriend, then what he was doing with Khushi.

Writer's POV

"Khushi, why are you smiling like an idiot today?" Shourya asked Khushi, who was busy smiling while cooking.

Khushi glared at him but then smiled. "Because I am happy today."

"And may I know the reason behind your smile?" Shourya asked, raising his brows while sitting on the kitchen counter and starting to swing his legs.

"First, get down from there," she said sternly.

She doesn't like it when someone sits on the kitchen counter.

He got down and hugged her from behind, keeping his chin on her shoulder. "Now tell,"

"My brother got his love. You know? Yesterday, Ritik proposed to Nitya, that too in front of her parents. He had loved her since he saw her for the first time at my place, but he was afraid. I am so happy for them. I told them that I will do lots of dancing in their wedding...double happiness," she blubbered happily, and Shourya was listening to her with shock. He was getting shocks one by one.

He broke the hug. "But Khushi, how come he became your brother?" He was all confused. "And he also said that he has known you since childhood," he added.

"Yes, of course. He knows me from childhood. His father and my father were friends."

"That means Ritik is Prajyot Patel's son, the one who saved you that day?" The last part slipped out of his mouth, which he didn't want to tell her. He wanted Khushi to tell him about her. Till now, she didn't know that Shourya knew about her dad's death and her past.

Khushi narrowed her eyes. "How did you come to know that he saved me?" She asked suspiciously. Her voice was low.

He rubbed the back of his neck nervously. "Khushi, actual-actually that day I lied to you, saying I had some work in the office when you asked me where I was going with my casual clothes. That day I went to your place to as-ask about your dad- I meant to say, the reason behind your nightmares to your mom."

That horrible night passed through her mind, and a lone tear escaped from her eye. She wiped it  away. "Oh, so that caring and talking with me nicely was out of pity, and here I thought you lo-.....let it be," she sighed and continued doing what she was doing.

He made her face him by holding her shoulders. "Khushi, it's not out of pity or something. I didn't do anything out of pity. I was doing that so that you will get out of that trauma," he made her understand, softly.

She nodded, smiling.

'Here I was thinking that maybe he loves me, but it seems like I don't have a husband's love in my fate' she thought.

"Thank you for saving me that day and helping me," she said, blinking back her tears.

"You don't need to."

"Lunch is ready," she said, turning the gas off.

"Ok, let me help you to keep the dishes on the table."

After having lunch, Shourya went to his room and called Ritik.

"Now what?"

Shourya rolled his eyes at his voice.

"You were playing with me, right?" Shourya asked him in a plain tone.

"It seems like Khushi told you everything," Ritik said in a calm voice.

"Hmm,"

After that, there was total silence.

Ritik knew that Shourya wanted to say something, so he kept quiet without uttering a single word, ready to listen.

"Thank you, Ritik," Shourya broke the silence.

"For what?"

"For saving Khushi that day and for always being there for her, even when I didn't trust her," Shourya said with guilt.

He was thankful to Ritik for saving Khushi the day when she tried to commit suicide and helping her come out of depression. If he had not saved her, he would have never met Khushi in his life.

"I didn't do anything for you, so no need to thank me. It's my duty as a brother to protect her. I only want her to be happy," Ritik said. "And one more thing, I don't like to see tears in her eyes. I am warning you that if I see even a single tear in her eyes, then I am going to kill you," he warned Shourya in a dangerous tone.

Shourya was amazed to see his overprotectiveness towards Khushi, and that too from the brother who is not a blood- related brother.

He smiled.

Khushi is really lucky to have a brother like Ritik.

"Don't worry, I will never hurt her," Shourya assured him.

"Hmm, bye," Ritik said and cut the call.

It was night time. Khushi sat on the balcony, looking at the beautiful stars twinkling in this dark night.

Shourya came and sat beside her. "Star gazing, huh?"

"Hmm," Khushi hummed, smiling, but her gaze was fixed on the sky. He smiled, looking at her beautiful smile.

'This is the best time to ask her' he thought.

The whole time he was debating in his mind whether to ask her the question that is making him restless. He doesn't want to stay in the dark when he wants to move on with Khushi.

He wants to know everything about their marriage. The truth Khushi is hiding. So, after debating in his mind for ten minutes, he finally asked, "Khushi, why did you marry me?" Which made the smile on Khushi's face vanish.

She got up. "Shourya, I am feeling sleepy. I am going to bed. Good night." She went inside the room.

"Khu-" he sighed.

He saw her lying down on the bed.

Now only one person can give me the answers to my questions.

He dialled a number.

"Hello, Shourya, how are you?"

"Dad, why did you force me to marry Khushi? What's the reason behind my marriage? Dad, what had you done so that Khushi was refusing to divorce me even after I offered her money? She is even refusing to tell me the truth behind my marriage to her? And I know that you know everything very well."

So, finally, our Shourya got some brain to ask his dad about the truth behind his marriage.

What do you think, will Umesh tell him the truth?

What will Shourya do when he will get to know what trick his dad played with Khushi to get her married to Shourya?

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