Chapter 16

Part 16

"He is fine now and I came here to thank you," she said, making Sharanya smile.

"You both know each other," Anusha asked.

"Yes, of course she is my little baby, my junior in college," Yashvi answered, making Sharanya smile while Neil was looking at them with wide eyes.

They all sat in the living room while Sharanya stood beside them.

"Why are you standing sharu sit na?" Yashvi said and made her sit beside her.

"I had no idea she was your relative, Neil," Yashvi said.

"Umm yashvi, she is not a relative, she is the daughter of a servant and she is here to study. We are providing her with the best education in one of the best colleges and she got admission easily because of Ahuja's name," Anusha said, and Yashvi raised her eyebrow, while Sharanya looked down as she knew that Anusha was trying to humiliate her.

"Anusha bhabhi She didn't get the admission because of Ahuja's name. She got the admission because she scored well in 12th. She got it via scholarship. It's her hardwork," Yashvi replied, shutting Anusha up while Neil was also shocked by the new found information.

"Umm okay, I didn't know about it," Anusha said.

"Anusha bhabhi, I am giving you friendly advice to think before you speak. Your words might hurt someone." Yashvi said with a smile, while Sharanya looked at Neil, who was already looking at her.

Anusha's words hurt Sharanya, but the harsh words Neil spoke to her were more hurtful.

"Sharanya, arrange refreshments for them as our cook is on leave," Anusha said, and she nodded, obeying her.

Getting up from the couch, she went to the kitchen. "Wait a minute, sharanya, I'm also coming!" Yashvi exclaimed as she ran behind her in the kitchen, making Ishaan laugh.

"Why is she so comfortable with her? I mean, did Yashvi forget that she is the daughter of a mere servant? "Priyank said, making faces which irked Ishaan and Neil both.

"Priyank, shut up," Neil said angrily.

"Priyank, let me tell you one thing, Yashvi doesn't have cheap thinking like you . She threatens Sharanya like her own sister, and Sharanya is also a girl and a human being," Ishaan said angrily.

"Woahh ishaan bro, why are you getting so hyped up I just said usually, "Priyank said, shrugging his shoulder."

while Ishaan shook his head and turned towards Neil.

"How's everything going?" He asked Neil.

"Everything is going fine!! "You say, when are you getting engaged?" Neil asked..

Here in the kitchen,

"What happened, sharu? You seem disturbed? " She asked her while Sharanya was busy taking out the cupcakes from the refrigerator.

Passing her a soft smile, she answered, "nothing, I am fine."

"You didn't seem to?" Yashvi frowned. "Are you okay here?"

"Yes, yes, I am very much okay. You are thinking too much," she replied, shaking her head.

"You know you can share anything with me?" Sharanya nodded, hearing her while Yashvi sighed, thinking she was tough not to crack and a mysterious girl.

They walked out of the kitchen with the refreshments.

"Yashvi, you don't need to do all this. The servants are there for this," Anusha said to her softly.

Anusha bhabhi sharanya is not a servant. If she is doing this, then why not me?" Yashiv answered with a tight-lipped smile, and they all sat and started talking.

"Sharanya, thank you once again and here take this," Yashvi said, passing her the envelope.

"It's not my money, yashvi dii, it's Neil Sir's money," Sharanya said and took the envelope from here.

"Here is your money, sir, you were asking me about it," Sharanya said and handed the envelope to Neil. All the time, she was smiling.

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At night..

He looked out of the window to find her sitting on the lawn staring somewhere. Her back was facing him. She had ignored him all day and now he wanted to talk to her.

He went down and straightly to the lawn.

She was sitting on the lawn thinking deeply about something. Her eyes were full of tears while her face was red. She was feeling alone. There was no one whom she could share her problems with..she wanted someone to be with her to assure her.. She tried to be strong in front of her monster husband, but still wanted him to trust her.. His words always pricked her innocent heart.

From the age of 13, she had a crush on him..he was always sweet to her, but everything changed and their fate played a game.. It's been a month since their marriage and she was tired already tired of all this..

She just expected a little respect and softness from him and nothing more. Still, she got humiliated by him all the time for every little thing.

Her body stiffened as she felt him behind her.. She was there and she knew it.

Hearing the voice, she fisted her duppata tightly, biting her lower lip.

"Sharanya, we have to," she said harshly, getting up and turning towards him.

"Sir, I am tired of all this. Please not today. If you want to humiliate me, then do it tomorrow, but not today." she said, joining her hands.

He stared at her face Her red eyes and puffed cheeks were highlighted in the moonlight. A few hair strands were dancing on her face.

Sharanya listened, "II am sorry. It was my mistake. I shouldn't have shouted at you like that. I know I went overboard and said bad words to you." She wasn't expecting an apology from him. Still, she nodded her head. Though she wanted to shout at him. She wanted to say so many words to him but she didn't have the right

A drop of tear rolled down from her cheek, which didn't go unnoticed by him. She turned to leave, not wanting to show her vulnerable side to him because she knew he would go on to name her tears as FAKE and CROCODILE TEARS..

Feeling a clutch in her hand, she stopped and took a deep breath and in the next second, gasped as he pulled her close to himself.

"Why are you crying?" He asked as his other hand rose up to her cheek and his thumb wiped her tears.

"Leave me." It was just a mere whisper, but he heard her.

"First answer to my question," he demanded while her body erupted with goosebumps as he encircled his hand around her slim waist after leaving her hand while his other hand was on her cheek.

"It's not a crocodile or fake tears, sir," she muttered, her voice breaking and a sob escaped her lips.

To be continued