𝐄𝐗 - 𝐇𝐔𝐒𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐃

𝐩𝐮𝐣𝐚

✨Happy new year✨

It's actually a triple update this
time since I updated one chapter of
royal misfit yesterday, a chapter of ex husband now and another chapter of royal misfit on scroll stack this morning but it's exclusive for my followers so just incase you want to read it then go and check my Wattpad bio and you can follow my Instagram as well , the screenshot is in the end of this chapter.

Now, enjoyyyyyy.....

Aviraj's pov:

It's been over three hours since we woke up to the best view of me , my wife and daughter cuddling to each other or basically how we sandwiched her mother between each other. We met with maasi , her husband, dev ,tarini and their little agastya.

since they all are not allowed to eat anything before the pooja ends which isn't even started yet , they all are just trying to distract themselves and indulge in different tasks to divert their mind from hunger.

The things are getting prepared and a few of their relatives with tarini's parents are invited for the coronation in the jaisingh palace which is again in bikaner more of like in the heart of the city.

Right now my ladies are getting ready while I am with Dev in the garden outside the palace , but it's just me explaining to him the complexity of my relationship with sharvari and how we are in good terms now.

though he was angry with me because I didn't tell him that we had a daughter as old as their agastya,but how should I tell him that even I didn't knew about avika because of our fucking messed up sepration that caused such a big loss to me.

I lost my wife for more than two years , I couldn't see my first born and even lost all the hopes of coming across her ever again.

"so you both are getting married again?"

He asked with his ever so grumpy tone.

"I- "
But before I could even complete my sentence his stomach growled loudly making me laugh out loud.

"there's nothing funny in it Mr. Aviraj Mehta. "

" sor-ry "

I said controlling my laughter but failed miserably.

" kisi din mazak udane ki aadat na bhot mehengi padegi tujhe. Yaad rakhiyo. "

[Translation: this habit of making fun of others will cost you someday.]