MY INDIAN WIFE のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 21 - チャプター 30

~LEO~ It shocked me to the core when Vera turned her neck and looked at Mishka at the mention of the daughter-in-law, and it’s still hard to believe that Vera showed any movement today. I was dumbfounded with my eyes open wide and came out of my trance when a lone tear escaped Vera’s eyes. Mishka sat on her knees in front of Vera, holding her hand, and tried to console her, but her tears were just not stopping. I sat down on my knees beside Mishka and caressed Vera’s hand, but she was not looking at me and constantly stared at Mishka. “Sir, I think we should let her take some rest. Doctors will come soon.” The nurse said, and I nodded my head. Mishka helped the nurse to get Vera laid on the bed smoothly and then we exited Vera’s room. I turned to Mishka. “You are a magician!! She reacted for the first time in all these years. I can’t explain my happiness in words.” I exclaimed. “I am sure she is recovering.” Mishka smiled, “I did nothing, Dadu. I am sure she got very excited when

Mishka picked up the call immediately, walking out of the Christian's cabin. She feared what would the doctor say, but this time, the doctor informed her that his condition was stable and he was recovering slowly. Mishka sighed in relief and thanked the doctor. She ended the call and turned to leave, only to spot the same two boys who prepared the presentation. Both the boys were trying to talk to her, but they didn’t know how she would react, so they just stood beside the cabin, lowering their heads. Mishka approached them. “What happened? Why are you guys standing here?” She asked, folding her arms across her chest. “Ma’am, we are extremely sorry for the mistakes. Because of our lack of focus, the company lost such an extensive project.” The guy said, and the other one was quietly looking at Mishka’s expression. “But, we promise, we will never make such a mistake again. Please talk to sir and save our job.” “See, if we lose this project, I won’t be in a position to convince him!

Christian threw the coffee mug on the floor, and it shattered into pieces. Lia looked at him, dumbfounded, while Danny was certain she has crossed her limits again. “That was my favourite mug, fucker!! Who allowed you to throw it?” Danny shrieked, but Christian glared angrily at Lia. Danny huffed, “Fine, I am going out for ten minutes, get your shit together until then and if any of you try to break any of my crockeries, I will straight tell everything to that detective!” He said and left them alone. “What did you say for my grandpa? Top businessman, my ass! What does he want to accomplish in his dying days?” Christian thundered, his eyes turned cold, and Lia gulped in fear. “I didn’t mean to ins….” Lia stuttered. “Shut up, Lia, just shut up! Don’t you dare utter a single word or else you will see my worst side. You are talking about my grandfather. Always keep that in mind before opening your mouth! I might not agree with his decisions right now, but that doesn’t change my love an

Christian stared at her, studying her expressions when Mishka averted her gaze from the papers and looked back at him with wide eyes, “P-pre nuptial a-agreement.” She stuttered, and Christian nodded his head. “Look, I am not ready for this marriage,” He stated and paused, “I don’t even know you. How can I marry someone who is not a bit like me and desire a happily ever after?” He asked. “Then why did you agree to marry me in the first place?” Mishka asked, arching her eyebrow. “I asked Dadu about your decision and he said you want this marriage.” “Yes, I agreed to marry you, but that was because of Grandpa. See, we are so different from each other. Our thinking, our traditions, our food, and even our clothing don’t match. We are poles apart. It’s better if we do this contract marriage for a year and see how it goes.” Christian said in an attempt to convince her. But at the same time, when he was stating their differences to Mishka, every person in that restaurant at least glanced a

“You are screwed, man.” Danny laughed again and Christian narrowed his eyes. “What do you mean? What has she added to the contract? Why are you laughing, asshole?” Christian shot a series of questions, getting a little hyper, and slammed his fist on the table. “Woah! Easy bro, easy… Why are you getting so hyper!!! Calm down.” Danny said, but Christian stared at him with his blazing eyes. “What are her conditions?” He asked, anger visible on his face. Danny again flipped the page and cleared his throat to read out loud and clear: Replace clause two with #1. There will be absolutely no physical contact between both parties. No marriage consummation. Replace clause three with #2. The couple will not shift to any other house after marriage. They will live with all their family members under one roof. #3 Remove clause five because I don’t need your fucking fifty million. “And the most important clause that must be added otherwise I will not sign this agreement,” Danny repeated the wo