Todos los capítulos de MY INDIAN WIFE: Capítulo 41 - Capítulo 50

“Can I have a dance with you?” Jake extended his hand in Mishka’s direction and the latter was about to accept, but Christian appeared on the scene in time. “I think my dear cousin has forgotten that the newlywed couple is the first to dance.” He said sarcastically, sliding his hand around Mishka’s waist, looking at Jake, and then his eyes shifted to Jessica. “Hello, Jessica, Long time!” Christian greeted sweetly. “Hello, Chris, Congratulations on your wedding. I wish you both a happy married life ahead.” Jessica congratulated them, reaching out her hand in his direction, and Christian shook hands with her. “Thank you so much!” Christian smiled. “Attention, everyone! Now our newlywed couple will do the first dance. Let’s give them a huge round of applause.” Rose announced on the mic cheerfully, and the guest started clapping for them. The hall’s light dimmed and the spotlight fixed on Christian and Mishka. To piss off Jake more than already he was, Christian sat on his knee and a

Christian walked out of the entrance holding Mishka in his arms and the paparazzi gathered around them again to take their pictures, but the bodyguards helped them to reach their car. The chauffeur opened the door of the back seat, and Christian gently placed Mishka inside. He walked over to the other side and slid next to her, and soon they left for the Knight Mansion. Other family members too left the venue after apologising to the guests. Berry turned to Jessica, “Where is Jake?” She asked, and Jessica looked around to spot Jake. “I don’t know. He must be here somewhere!” Jessica answered. *** When Jake turned to see the person, his breathing nearly stopped, and his eyes widened. The masked man took the opportunity and dashed away while Jake took furious steps toward the person and stood in front of him. “Why did you try to kill them?” Jake shrieked, and the man just smirked evilly. “I am not answerable to you.” He replied and turned to leave. “Dad!!” Jake called and Dan stop

In the midst of the night, Christian abruptly woke up and sat straight on the bed. Sweat was dripping from either side of his face, and he dreamed of everything that had happened at the party. The only difference was that this time chandelier had fallen on Mishka and it was blood everywhere. Christian covered his face with his palm. His heart was thumping loudly inside his chest. He took a few deep breaths and turned to his left side, only to find Mishka curled up in a ball. She was in a deep sleep facing his side with a small smile on her face, looking like a small baby. Christian threw all the cushions on the floor that was the only barrier between them and leaned forward, covering her properly with the duvet. He stared at her innocent face. “Why am I scared of losing you? Why there is always an unsettling feeling inside me whenever you say that this marriage is sham or you will leave me while I am the one who gave you contract papers? What are you doing to me, or what am I doing

“You want me to put red chilli powder on her head?” He asked Rose, lifting an eyebrow and others were confused too. Except for Leo, Pasha, and Rose, as they laughed like maniacs, while Mishka put her palm on her mouth to suppress her laughter. “No, silly boy, this is vermillion. It’s a symbol of matrimony in Indian culture like we wear rings on our ring finger,” Rose explained. Christian nodded his head, pursing his lips. His eyes travelled to Mishka, and he glared hard at her, “I know! I was just kidding,” He snapped, and the latter nodded, composing herself. “Okay, now take this out a little on your finger and apply it in the middle of the hair partition,” Rose explained, and Christian followed the ritual. He put the vermillion in the hair partition and Mishka closed her eyes. A slight of vermillion fell on her nose. Everyone was looking at them lovingly, including Vera, and Danny took lots of their pictures on his phone. Jake and Jessica entered the scene right on time, and they

Christian suddenly felt guilty about his behaviour with Mishka in front of his employees. He didn’t intend to do it, but his impulse took over him. He looked at her hurt expression when his employees laughed at his silly remark, and as Mishka turned to leave, he stopped her. “Okay, you can sit here, but don’t disturb us,” Christian said, and Mishka turned to look at him. “Thanks, I will not disturb you!” Mishka said and entered the room. “You can take that seat,” Christian gestured to the last chair at the end of the long wooden conference table and focused back on his laptop. Mishka nodded her head with a smile and sat on the chair which was far away from him and his team. Tapping her long slender fingers on the glass table, she looked at the spare laptop lying in front of her, and then looked at Christian. “Can I use this laptop?” She asked, and Christian looked at her, raising his eyebrow. “Certainly you can, but it’s not working,” Christian said and glared at his team. “Okay,