My wife 💞

Chapter 37

"God, I missed you"

"I missed you so much more Jaan, I am never going away for any deals without you and I will never let my anger hurt you and us"

"And I will never drag our arguments"

"Deal" he asked

I spit in my hand and shook his hand

"Deal" I siad and he cringed

"Ewww disgusting ahhh eww" I laghed

"That's how you make deals mr Malhotra, you out of all people should know that" I said and he frowned

"I do not make such deals that involve spit mrs Malhotra" he said washing his hand

"You are washing away my spit"

"Yes ma'am I am"

I tip toes to him and wrapped my arms around him laying my head on his back, he dried his hands and turned around hugging me

His arms are my safe place, I missed him so much, I am so freaking stupid to have dragged this shit out.

"Did you miss me when I was gone to Dubai" he asked

"I did, I had to wear your clothes oh and your perfume is goneziesss" I told him and he pulled back a little

"My perfume" he asked

"Ya, the first few days I wore your t shirt that you wore the previous day then it was getting bad so I had to wash it you know. Then I couldn't find your perfume until I found it, like not the expensive one but like the other one you wear"

"The black one" he asked

"Yes yes that one" I told him

"It's a perfume" he told me

"Wait like it's not a body mist thing that was every day thing, like my cherry blossom one" I asked

"No darling, it's a perfume"

"Im sorry, I didn't know it was like an expensive one, I just used it on your t shirts"

"Babe it doesn't matter, I have a brand new one in the closet and who cares if it's expensive or not"

"But"

"Shh, I don't care about that"

"Good because I thought you'd be upset"

"And why would I be upset, it's materialistic things and i took your mist with me too" I nodded

It's true, he took a smaller one of body mist that I use all the time too so I guess we aren't that different.

"Mani chodo na" I said when he tightened his hold

"No"

"You want the pasta to be soggy adn chewy"

"No yghhh fine" he said loosing his hold but not letting go

As I cooked Manik has his face dipped in my neck resting his chin on my shoulder.

"How was Dubai" I asked him

"Blah, hated it" he said moving away and sitting on the kitchen counter

I handed him the plate and he like always offered me the first bite and pecked my lips, continuing to stuff his face like a child.

"Why did you hate it" I ask sitting on the chair

"I mean to begin with you weren't there and then the designs they came up with weren't right, like it was weird"

"Is that why it took so long"