Married To Mr.Parth | Completed✔

Chapter 13

Edited by: OneIndianWriter

Parth Pov:

"Kaviya", I called her again, but she is sitting like a Buddha statue in front of Lord Ganesha idol, lost in her own world.

It's been 10 days since I threw her out from my room. I am quite sure that she is totally intimidated by my rude behaviour. And it's better for her in that way. She didn't show her face and never came in way as she was warned. Otherwise the consequences she will have to face may be worse beyond her imagination. The blame would not place on me as I initially explained about my feelings and all that 'I don't wanna get married now' stuff to her. But her covetousness took the hold over her dignity. Who would want to share their room and most importantly their life with a woman who forgot her dignity and self-respect just to run after nothing but money? Well, I never would do such thing, that's too low for me.

I crouched down lightly to touch her shoulders and called her once more, "Kaviya".

She startled and stood up in a swift motion hastily. Her eyes are widened with shock, confusion written all over her face when she found me standing there. I could feel her breathing gets ragging.

"Sshhh... It's me. Calm down.", I tried to calm her but it went in vain as her face became more troubled about something.

Gosh, I don't wanna create a scene, not now. But this stupid is testing with my patience. I peeked outside the pooja room to see if anyone of my friends is eavesdropping us. But luckily they are busy in watching something in Aakansha's mobile, probably one of her favourite dance academy's performance videos.

'Aakansha and that silly dance videos. She is a great fan of dancing, but unfortunately dance is not her thing but yet she loves to dance and also watch others dance. That's how she became a great fan of dance videos of some dance academies who upload dancer's practicing or performing videos routinely.'

I turned back to look at Kaviya. She looked horrified and also puzzled about something. I can see beads of sweat appearing on her forehead and she is twitching her lips and looking down at her fingers deep in thoughts. I stood in front of her and whispered slowly, "Hey!" to grab her attention. Her head snapped up and she looked at me baffled.

'Woah! What is it about her? Is she hypertensed or just have gone mad? Why does she often have to act weird? Is she always like super weird or is it just only around me?'

But anyways I am already tired of her skilled acting. She must know that there is no need to cover her already exposed gold-digger face.

Her eyes are the perfect reflection of her inner fear and trouble. I can feel the strong vibration of tension radiating around her.

'What's so scary now? She acts like I am gonna kill her at this moment.' But I didn't voice out my doubts, rather I preferred to explain her about my 'go with the flow' plan. But it is gonna be a hard time for me explaining everything to her in English.

'Ufff..... Struggles of marrying an illiterate woman, who also happened to be the best money sucking bitch'

"Look, Kaviya..... Ummm..... My friends are here.", I told it, pausing in between every single word to make sure that she is listening to me and grasps what I meant. I pointed my hand at the direction of the living room where my friends are. She glanced at my pointing hand and looked back at me.

"You and I", I said, motioning my hands between her and me, "should act like husband and wife", this time I said it while I intertwined both of my hands fingers and showed it in front of her face for her to see what I am dying to say.