Billionaire's Blind Butterfly

Chapter 40

Abhinav's pov

Marching out of the bedroom, I started to punch the wall of the living room to vent out my anger and frustration.
I never wanted to hurt her. But when she called me a monster, I couldn't control my anger. It was the word my so-called mother used to call me before. I loathed it when someone tried calling me with that name.

And today, when my only lifeline called me with that word I was unable to control my wrath. I am sure that she is going to hate me more for what I did today. I'm just a fool to ruin all the progress that we made in our relationship all this time.

It was not her fault that she naively believed that bitch. But I could have talked with Pooja to make her understand. However, my stupid mind decided to make things messier.
Now there is no way she will love me after this. Moreover, she thinks that I raped that Riya and she is pregnant.

She said that she hates me. What if she tried to leave me? No... I can never let this happen. She will have to stay with me... With or without her will. Even if I will have to tie her with me...

Taking a seat on the couch, I took my phone and called Aryan.

"Mmmmmuuuaaaaaah...... Sweetheart". Came Aryan's sleepy tone from the other side.

What the hell...?
Did he just call me sweetheart?
Is he sleeping now?
Yes, he is... It's already one in the morning.

"ARYAN". I shouted to wake him up.
Next moment I heard some ruffling sound from his side.

"Sir... Y.you...". He stuttered.

"Yes it's me Aryan. Not your Sweetheart. Now listen to me". I said sarcastically.

"Sorry Sir, I will come with the file right now". Soon I heard his terrified voice.

I don't know what he thinks about me. Why I will ask for a file at this time?

"I don't want any file, Aryan. Why do you think that I will check those useless things at this time?". I asked him in an irritated voice.

"But sir before you used to call me for files at this time. So... I". He replied hesitantly.

"Aryan stop this blabbering. I want you to find a psychiatrist today itself...". I ordered him interrupting his chattering.

"Sir, Psychiatrist... What happened, sir?". He asked immediately.

"Aryan, don't question me. Just do as I said and arrange my meeting with them today.
And one more thing Aryan. I won't come to the office today. You should have to handle everything and call me only if it's very important.". I asserted him and disconnected the call.

Now, I will have to go and pacify my baby butterfly. I am sure she will be crying because of me. She might be more terrified of me now. But I will fix everything.

With a sigh, I went to my bedroom and opened the door slowly not to startle her. The lights are on and I could see the bed. But my Butterfly is nowhere to be seen.
Maybe she went to the bathroom.

I decided to go and check her. As I was proceeding near the bathroom, I saw her lying on the floor motionless.
I quickly ran to her and patted her cheeks to wake her up.

" Butterfly...". I tried to wake her up by holding her in my arms but didn't get any response.

I immediately picked her up and placed her on the bed. It was then I noticed her clearly. Her soft chubby cheeks were filled with tear stains and my handprints. It had already become a dark shade of red. Her soft petals were bruised and bleeding from the corner.
I think while falling her head hit the floor, as I can see a small red swelling forming on the side of her forehead.