Two Years later..
A baby girl was crying while laying on a king sized bed.
"What happened to my baby?" Aditi picked up her sixteen month old baby.
"Diu, I'm here baby." Aditi patted her back. Her cry begin to stop.
"Are you hungry?" Aditi asked.
Diya groaned making her chuckle. Aditi kissed the tip of her nose. She begin to descend the stairs with Diya in her arms.
Aditi reached the kitchen and begin to pour the hot milk in Diya's milk bottle.
"Aditi.." Akhil's voice came from the living room.
"Daddy came back soon?" Aditi asked in a baby voice to Diya making her giggle.
"Aditi" He yelled again.
"What's wrong with him?" She mumbled and came out of the kitchen.
"What-" Aditi's words dried in her throat seeing the people infront of her.
Tears welled up in her eyes.
"Papa.." It came out as a mere whisper.
Akhil took Diya from her arms.
Aditi hugged her Mr. Sehgal tightly.
"Aren't you mad at me?" Mr. Sehgal asked while his voice break.
"I missed you so much." She said tightening her grip around him.
"I'm sorry." He patted her head.
"Papa, enough! Now me. Move aside. I also missed her so much." Ishaan made her them apart and hugged Aditi making them chuckle.
"You didn't miss me?" Ishaan asked.
Aditi nodded hiding her smile.
"Then why are you not crying?" He asked.
"You want me to cry?" She asked.
"Nooo." He hugged hiding his face in her midriff.
"I heard you have a baby." Ishaan asked looking up.
Aditi nodded.
"There.." She pointed towards Akhil who's holding Diya in her arms.
Ishaan went to him.
"How are you?" Mrs. Sehgal asked patting her head.
Aditi hugged resting her head on her mother's shoulder.
"I never thought I'll be able to see you all again." Aditi pulled back from the hug and told her father.
Mr. Sehgal smiled.
"Thanks to him." Mr. Sehgal said.
"I'm very happy for you." He added and kissed her forehead.
Aditi smiled widely.
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Aditi was feeding Diya. Making her clothes properly, as she found Diya sleeping. She carefully placed her the crib.
She begin to clean the floor as her daughter had made it a play station with all her toys on the floor.
"Mrs. Malhotra, are you happy?" Akhil said back hugging, resting his chin on her shoulder.
Aditi nodded with a smile and turned towards him. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she kissed his cheek making him smile.
"Your father! Oh my God, how stubborn he is! Thank God, my wife didn't get his stubborness. Otherwise, I'm gone." He said dramatically earning a smack from her.
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~ DESTINED TO BE HIS ~ (Completed)
Short StoryHe's a millionaire. He can never deny his father. Her happiness is her family. She can do anything for her family. But when she's forced to support him, he's forced to marry her. Will they both able to accept eachother? Can he go against his father...
