MY INDIAN WIFE のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

Christian left the house in the morning after the heated argument with his grandfather and did not come back. But Christian’s Grandfather, Leo, was still as calm as the sea, it was already late evening, and resting on his bed, Leo was talking to the picture of his deceased wife Rosella, he was telling her about the Indian girl, and why he chose her for their grandson when Dr Agnes came in the room with a bottle of wine and two glasses. “Hey, oldie! Talking to Rosella?” Dr Agnes asked, giving a broad smile. “Yeah, I was telling her about the girl I met in India,” Leo responded. “Oh, that same girl you chose for Chris?” Agnes asked. “Yes,” Leo replied with a broad grin. “Well, I sincerely wish to know, what is so exceptional about this Indian girl that you like her so much?” Agnes enquired, sitting on the couch and pouring wine into the glasses. Leo placed Rosella’s photo frame on the side table and sat next to Agnes on the couch to answer him. “Well, she is a beautiful girl. She k

As soon as Mishka walked in through the main door, Leo rose from his chair and sauntered in her direction with a broad smile. “Mishka, my darling!!” He beamed with happiness. Mishka grinned, and as Leo came close to her, she bent down and touched his feet first (Indians take the blessing of their elders touching their feet) and hugged him. Leo embraced her with a surreal smile on his face and everyone was watching them as if a father and a daughter has reunited after a long time. “How are you, my child, and how was your flight? I hope you reached here comfortably.” Leo asked. “I am good, Dadu. The flight was great, but I am exhausted. I can barely keep my eyes open.” Mishka answered with a tired expression. “I know, sweetheart, let me introduce you to everyone here, then I'll take you to your room,” Leo said, holding her hand, and introduced her to everyone. “This is Luke, my son and Chris’s father, this is Jennifer, this is my daughter Berry and her husband Dan, Jake’s mom and d

Outside the W. S Mall, Christian handed over the car keys to the valet and followed Mishka inside the Mall, he saw her widening her eyes in excitement. “Oh my god. It’s so beautiful.” She exclaimed. “I am coming to such a big mall for the first time!! I’ve never been out of my city in India.” She started roaming in random directions praising the style of the mall and Christian was trailing behind her, but a few minutes later, he held her wrist to stop her and she turned to look at him, narrowing her eyes. “Now let’s do the work for which we are here. What do you think?” He asked, and she nodded her head in approval. “Sorry, I got a little excited. Let’s go.” Mishka apologised for her childish behaviour. “It’s okay, but we really need to rush,” Christian said, and held Mishka’s soft hand in his giant one, dragging her inside the vintage store. “I think we should buy this emerald coat for grandpa. What do you think?” Christian asked and looked at Mishka for her opinion, but she was

Mishka spent the day in her room, scrolling through her phone, and doing something she loves the most, but she was sorry about not being able to fulfil her Dadu’s wish and she couldn’t stop thinking about it. Suddenly, an idea popped into her mind and she stormed out of her room, sprinting to the kitchen. Asking for all the ingredients from the house helpers, Mishka made a sugar-free vanilla cake for Leo, precisely how he loves it with the icing of dry fruits. All the helpers were in awe, staring at the cake as she placed it inside the refrigerator and left for her room. It was six in the evening when her mobile buzzed in her pocket. She took the phone out and looked at Leo’s message while climbing the stairs. Dadu: I have called some stylists for you. They will show up shortly to prepare you for the party. Me: Dadu, there was no need for you to do so much for me. I would have prepared myself. It’s your birthday and you are pampering me. Dadu: I know you can prepare yourself, but

Since Leo was busy accompanying some foreign delegates and Rose was attending her guest, Mishka was roaming around the party aimlessly when she spotted Lisa, the dress designer, who prepared her for the party. She was at the bar enjoying red wine when Mishka reached her. “Hey Lisa, what a surprise! I didn’t know you were invited to this party? We’d have come together!” Mishka smiled, standing next to her. “Hi Mish, I had some work, it’s finished early, so I came here to wish Sir Leo,” Lisa answered and Mishka nodded her head, ordering an orange juice for herself. “I am glad you came, and by the way, you are looking stunning tonight!” Mishka complimented. “Not more than you, Mish! You are looking breathtakingly gorgeous, and this gown, this is Madame Rosella’s last designed gown and the diamonds in the neckline are worth one million pounds, but sadly, it’s not for sale. Sir Leo reserved this dress for his grandson’s future bride. He wanted to gift this dress to the girl as Madame Ro