Please forgive me

Divya POV

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I woke up because of a bright beam of the sunlight touching my face. I opened my eyes lazily and simply laid on my bed staring up at the ceiling, and wondered why I felt bad for him. Why I felt sad for him? I mean, he was the one who broke me after all.

I looked toward the clock on the bed side table, and it was 8:30 am. Daksh didn't come back, and I didn't know where he slept too. Today is Sunday, so he is not going to his office. I sighed.

He realized his mistake, but I'm not happy because he trusted that stupid proof rather than me. If I did not have any solid proof to prove myself innocent. What he will do? He always thinks I cheated on him. Do I always need to prove myself innocent about him?

Every good relationship is built with trust. Once broken, it will never be the same again. Now, I lost all my trust on Daksh. I sighed once again and stood up from the bed and went to washroom.

After taking a bath, I went inside my walk-in closet and wore a pink salwar suit and went downstairs.

Then I went to the kitchen and saw Daksh was cutting vegetables in wrong shape.

What he is doing in the kitchen? Where is Geetha Aunty? Didn't she arrive? I thought myself and cleared my throat to gain his attention.

He looked at me and beamed like a five-year-old, " Good morning sweetheart" he said happily.

I rolled my eyes annoyingly, "Where is Aunty? What are you doing here? And stop calling me sweetheart" I told him sternly. His face turned into sad, but I don't care.

"Mmm Geetha aunty is on leave. She has a fever, I told her to take the rest in her home. You didn't know how to cook so I'm preparing breakfast for you " he said happily. I scowled at him.

I want to scream at his face and told him, that I knew how to cook. In fact, last month, he was eating on my hand-made food. I calmed myself.

"You know how to cook?" I asked him.

"I don't know. In fact, I never cooked food before, but I'm trying to learn for you sweetheart through YouTube" he said. Suddenly my heart swell in happiness.

No Divya, don't give into him easily.

"Tell me, what you prefer to eat? He asked me excitingly.

"Nothing! I want nothing from your hand" I said bitterly and hurriedly left the kitchen.

"Sweetheart, wait!" I heard his voice and footsteps behind me, but I didn't stop when I'm on my way upstairs, suddenly my foot hits in stairs, "Ouch" I cried in pain. My left foot really hurts so bad.

Daksh immediately rushes to help me, but I pushed him away, "I prefer to die than taking your help" I snapped at him. I saw the hurt in his eyes. I instantly felt guilty, but my anger didn't allow me to apologize.

"Sweetheart please forgive me of what I did to you. I don't know what else to do to prove you that I regretted for my act- I cut him off.

"Not a word Mr. Mehra what do you think of yourself. You accuse me of being a bit*h. Now you're regretting for your actions. You hurt me too much. It's just so unfair that after all the pain, you've caused me, I can't forgive you" I told him sternly. His face hardened and all of a sudden. He held both my shoulders.

"What do you want me to do for you to fully forgive me? I love you, and I will do anything for you to love me again" He asked me with determination. I couldn't answer immediately. I just stared at him emotionally.

"You will do anything for me? I asked him.

"Yes, I will do anything for you" he said immediately.

"Okay! Then listen carefully, Please stop saying you care when you don't. Please stop saying you love me when you don't. You're hurting me. Just stay away from me because I hate you!" I screamed and pushed him harder this time, and he let me go. I ran upstairs to my room. Before I ran, I saw the tinge of hurt flashed through his eyes. He was staring at me with eyes full of sadness. I sat on the bed while crying badly.

Suddenly, I heard his footsteps approaching me. I looked up at him. He came towards me and kneeled in front me. Resting on his hands on my knees and he looked up to me.

"Sweetheart, I wanted to let you know that I always care about you. Loving you is the only right thing I have ever done in my life. You are mother of my child, the beat of my soul. I love you" he said sincerely and took a deep breath and cupped my face in his hands. My tears were threatening to fall down, but I blinked it back.

"Doll, I didn't expect you to love me or forgive me, but I never expected you to hate me. Please don't hate me. If you want me to stay away from me na? Okay I will stay away from you, but I was already wasted one month, and I want to fulfill my part as a father to our baby." He said, and our faces were almost touching.

"What do you mean?" I asked him confusingly.

"I want to take good care of you and our baby. I am baby father. I want to spend time with my baby. Just allow me to touch your belly and allow me to talk to our baby during nights. I know you've been hurt but just allow me with this, please?" He begged me. My heart melted of the way he looked at me. My foolish heart kept on pestering me to accept his invitation, but my mind was screaming not to do it.

Finally, My heart won.

"Fine. I will allow you to be with our baby." I said. I know I'm being stupid and weak, but my baby needs a father and mother affection. I just hope that I will not regret this.

"Thank you so much, sweetheart. You made me so happy right now" He said full of happiness. Then his eyes turned into sadness.

"Please give me another chance to prove to you how much I love you. Please" He begged again and this made me angry.

"I am not stupid enough to trust you once again. The person I trusted most in life hurt me so much that I don't trust the word trust now" I said bitterly.

"I wish I could say something that would make you trust me, but if you give me time I can prove it to you." He asked me helplessly.

"All I know right now is I need time to get away from you" I said coldly and looked up at him. Tears were falling from his eyes, and It felt like someone was squeezing my heart at the sight of him like this. I felt the urge to hug him, to kiss him and tell him that I forgive him and accept him into my life again, but something was hindering me from doing so. I pushed him lightly and stood up from the bed.

"Where are you going? He asked me confusingly.

"I'm going to go make breakfast." I said softly. He turns to look at me like I've grown two heads.

"What are you staring at me like that? I asked him irritatingly.

"You know how to cook? I mean when you learn? He asked me confusingly.

I chuckled bitterly,"Last one month. I'm cooking food for you, but you never noticed me. You didn't even care about me, if I ate or not" before I said and walked downstairs to the kitchen.

I took the knife and start cutting vegetables only to divert my mind from him, from his words, which were continuously ringing in my ears.

Suddenly, I saw Daksh was entered the kitchen, "I want to help you, please" he pleaded.

I sighed, "First hold the knife properly and then let your index finger rest on the knife in a tight grip and cut the vegetables into small slices. That's it" I said as I was showing him how to cut the vegetables. Then I gave him the carrot to cut. He tried cutting the carrot but wasn't able to do it. I controlled myself to laugh at loud.

I looked at his hand and said. "Careful, you might cut your fingers."

"OUCH!!! " He shouted. Fresh blood suddenly dripped from his forefinger.

"Daksh" I panicked.

Daksh POV

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I've just ruined the relationship between the one girl in my life that I truly, honestly love with all of my heart. I know Divya hates me for what I did to her, but she agreed to give me a chance to be a part of our child's life.

But I need my wife love too. What do I do? How do I get her forgiveness? I just need to convince her to give me a chance to prove myself. I wish she held me close to her bosom like a mother holds the baby close to her heart.

I sighed, went to the kitchen and saw my wife was cutting vegetables. My Doll, I am so proud of her and how she is learning. She is a better cook than Geetha Aunty.

I want to help her, so I asked her, "I want to help you, please" I pleaded her.

She looked at me some seconds. Then sighed, "First hold the knife properly and then let your index finger rest on the knife in a tight grip and cut the vegetables into small slices. That's it" she explained as she was showing me how to cut the vegetables. Then she gave me the carrot to cut. I tried cutting the carrot but wasn't able to do it. I cursed myself.

"Careful, you might cut your fingers." She warned me.

Suddenly, one idea popped into my mind. I want to find out, If she really does care about me or not?

I purposely cut my forefinger deeply, "OUCH!!! "I shouted. Fresh blood suddenly dripped from my forefinger.

Fu*k it hurts like hell!

"Daksh" I heard her voice and in next second, she was standing in front of me and took my hand and dragged me to the kitchen sink.

"I told you to be careful." She scolds me while washing my cut finger with tap water.

"It's still bleeding. How much blood you lost! See what you have done!" she said. I saw an expression of concern on her beautiful face.

Then, she dragged me to the nearest stool and helped me to sit down. She took out the first aid box from the cupboard and started to bandage my hand. As my fingers touched her cheeks, she looked at me with a teary face.

"You care about me. Don't you?" I asked looking deeply into her diamond eyes.

"No. I don't care it's called humanity" she said stubbornly.

I chuckled, "Then, why are you crying?" I asked her.

"I told you na, it called humanity. Unlike you, I have kind heart" She snapped angrily tried to leave, but I held her hand and pulled closer to me. She tried to take her hand away, but I kept to hold of it.

"I know that you love and care about only me. You are my heart and when I hurt you, I felt so miserable. Just give me one more chance to make it right" I said, she closed her eyes. Tears flowing under her eyes. I lifted her face and placed a kiss on her forehead. Then I kissed her eyes and cheeks.

"I am waiting for you to forgive me, sweetheart" I whispered and kissed her tears away. She quickly opened her eyes and jerked away from me. I felt hurt.

"I can't accept you, and I don't think I can forgive you. At least not now and stay away from me. Don't touch me" she yelled, turned to leave but stopped, "You have no right to call me Sweetheart because you lost that right. As for you, I am just Divya" she yelled, stomping angrily back to the kitchen. I deeply regret what I said and done.

Please God, help me to make her forgive me.

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Precap - "Come on Doll. Slap me, hit me. If that made you feel better. I don't blame you for being mad at me, but please forgive me." He made me slapped his face again and again - so hard. His cheeks turned into red.

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