Only Love❤️

Chapter 22🌈

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खुदा ने तुझे मिला दिया मुझसे
नसीबों ने क्यों जुदा किया मुझसे
क्यों तेरे बिना जीना पड़ा मुझको
क्यूं तेरे बिना जीना पड़ा मुझ को
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Suddenly, Sidharth ji grabbed me by the wrist and pulled me onto his lap before wrapping his arms around my waist. Then, he violently shoved a hand down my collar and scoffed, "Voh kabhi na ghar tha aur na hi h, bass ek dharamshala h mere liye."

Sidharth ji grabbed onto me as he finished.

Rage boiled within me as I frowned in pain. I pulled his hand out, glaring at him. "Thik h, agar yeh bass aapke liye dharmshala hi h toh jaao aur vapis mt aana. Divorce papers pr sigh karo aur mujhe free karo. Aur ummed h hum ek dusre ko phir kabhi na mile!"

Suddenly, he bit me on the shoulder, causing me to hiss in pain. My tears were on the verge of spilling out.

"Oh? Ab tumhe paisa, ghar aur shares mil gye h toh tumhe meri ky hi jarurat hogi, isiliye mujhe chodkr, mujhse dur jana chahti ho?"Sidharth ji glared at me and let out a cold laugh. "Bass yehi the tumhara pyaar. Itni himmat thi tum mein."

My head began to hurt seeing how intoxicated he was. What was I doing, trying to reason with a drunkard?

Suppressing my anger, I softened my tone and held his face. "Sidharth ji late bhaut ho gya h.Ghar chale?"

Sidharth ji stopped talking. He closed his eyes and leaned back into the couch, but still held on to me.

Not knowing what he wanted, I paused briefly before suggesting, "Agar aap mere sath nhi chalana chate toh mai Rashmi ko call kr deti hu voh aapko aakr le jaaye. Yeh thik h?"

He didn't want to return to the villa anyway, I assumed he had been staying with Rashmi all this while. Refusing to let him disrupt Shefali's business, I grabbed my purse and took out my phone, ready to give Rashmi a call.

Yet, Sidharth ji snatched my phone before I could even dial Rashmi's number.

Crash! He tossed my phone far away.

I froze in shock before turning to him. "Ky kr rhe h aap Sidharth ji?"

Shivji iss aadmi ko mere sath ghar nhi jana, Rashmi ko yeh bulane nhi de rha h. Chah ky rha h yeh aadmi, maarna chahta h ky yaha pr. Aur Bheki Bheki baatein aur krta h.

"Chalo ghar chale," the man spat out coldly as he carried me and began to stagger out of the room.

I was utterly frightened. With a child inside of me, I wouldn't even have a chance to regret it if he were to accidentally drop me.

Holding onto him tightly, I dared not speak too sternly. "Appne pee rakhi h Sidharth ji. Mujhe neeche utar dejiye, mai khud chal lungi. Aur vaise bhi abhi surgery hui h meri toh gara galti se bhi slip ho gye toh bhaut problem hogi."

Sidharth ji suddenly stilled in place before gazing at me with his pitch-black eyes. "Kabhi tumne mujhse kyu nhi pucha ki tum mujhe pasand ho ya nhi. Ya kabhi mere muh pr nhi bataya ki tum mujhe pyaar krti ho. Mia bhut bura hu kya?"
I froze, not knowing what he was talking about. "Nhi esa nhi h," I answered while shaking my head. "Mai mai aapse bhaut pyaar krti hu; ab mujhe neeche utariye. Keh diya na aapko maine aapke samne. Chalo ab ghar chale?"

God! A drunk man was no different from a child. Aur yeh bacha toh pgal ho jata h nashe mein. Dhang se kabhi meri taraf dekha bhi nhi hoga, aur bolte h pucha kyu nhi. Shivji maine kabhi aapko saache mann se mama h na toh iss aadmi ko bhuddi de do thodi.

Just when I thought he was up to something again, he put me down to my surprise and cast me a glance. "Chalo ghar chale."

I had grown tired from nodding at this point. "Hn thik h chalo!" I replied, holding onto him.

Not knowing how much he had drunk, I helped the staggering man down to the ground floor. Shefali stood at by the counter with her arms crossed. "Kuch mada chaiye tumhe?"

I shook my head. "Bill pay kr diya ka inhone?"

Shefali rolled her eyes at me. "Bill ke baat rhi ho, mere bar hi tumhare inhika hogya h."

With Sidharth ji's entire weight on my body, I couldn't be bothered to ponder over Shefali's remark. I simply nodded and brought Sidharth ji out of the bar.

It took me so much effort just to get him into the car. My back and clothes were completely drenched in sweat by the time I was done.
I finally understood why people said pregnant women were fragile; I was about to fall apart just from doing such a menial task.

I gazed at the man in the passenger seat. With his eyes closed, he didn't look as frosty as usual. Instead, he looked so peaceful in his sleep. This man was surely favored by the gods. He had such a handsome face, a nice body, and an infinite amount of wealth. He was the cream of the crop.

Just as I continued to stare at Sidharth ji , his eyes suddenly flew open, causing my heart to skip a beat.

"Mmph!" Before I could react, the booze and tobacco scent invaded my nostrils as he proceeded to nibble on the tip of my tongue.

Why was Sidharth ji kissing me all of a sudden?

He was even kissing me so hard that I couldn't breathe. My mind went abuzz and he let go of me only when I was about to run out of air.

I stared at Sidharth ji in shock. At this very moment, he didn't have his usual cold gaze. Instead, there was a complicated look in his eyes, albeit unfathomable as usual.

"Sidharth ji ..."
"Mujhe mera bacha vapis chaiye," he spat out frigidly before leaning into his seat and shutting his eyes once again.

I was speechless.

Unsure whether he had fallen asleep or was just resting his eyes, I decided to just start the engine and drive back to the villa.

Yet, the same words played in my mind like a loop."Mujhe mera baacha vapis chaiye"

Was he actually not rejecting this child?

The thought of this gave me mixed feelings.

At the end of the day, Rashmi was someone he had to look after for the rest of his life. Even if he didn't actually like her, there was no way he would ever leave her be.

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