Semua Bab Trophy Wife: Bab 31 - Bab 40

One week later Arjun “Another company calling for your wife.” Elza's blonde head popped around my door. I exchanged looks with Artha, sitting opposite me. “So?” I answered. “What shall I tell them?” “The same thing you told the last three.” “You sure? This one is Fordham university.” I looked up, giving Elza an exasperated stare. “Sure.” She answered and left. “What was that?” Artha's eyes widened. I closed the folder in front of me and slid it across the table with both hands. “You can proceed with your one-week pile of work.” “What does Fordham Uni want with Preetah?” She looked excited. A few minutes ago, she was clear about her reluctance to be here, now her face was beaming expectantly. I shrugged. “I have a meeting in ten minutes.” I glanced at my watch. “Arjun.” Her face suddenly fell. “Answer me.” “There's nothing to answer, it's not even important.” I got up, doing the button of my suit jacket. She frowned, giving me a suspicious look. “Okay...” “Now if yo

ArthaShit. Blocking him on all socials and avoiding work for a week only to run straight into him like this. I could feel my pulse hammer against my skin. I wanted to run away but my feet wouldn’t listen to me. I felt trapped under his stare. Dean looked torn, desperate, worse than he looked the last time I saw him. Why was he just staring at me? This was too much. If I didn’t leave now I would end up crying. Crying because seeing him felt like a knife through my back again, and also because he… he looked so torn. I turned away to leave when I felt him tug my arm back, and close the door with a loud bang. The files in my hands fell to the floor.“What are you doing?” I tried to control my tone and pitch. I was mad. Why would he grab my arm like that? And the loud slam? I am pretty sure people heard it. “Let me go, now.”He let go of my hand and took a step back, as if coming to his senses or something. “Artha, I need you. You can’t leave me.”“I think I already did.” Who does he thi

 RoshniToday I told Junior that I wouldn't be taking lunch outside of the shop because the shop was very busy and that he shouldn’t come get me. On the contrary, the shop was very quiet.I spent the day damp dusting all the shelves and repacking the stock neatly. I didn’t mean to be avoiding Junior but ever since he mentioned telling his parents about us, I’ve been scared. I don’t want to lose him. Not that ignoring him was helping me not lose him but at least it was giving me the space I needed to figure out what I would do.The way I saw it, Mr. Karan would never agree to Junior and I being together unless he developed dementia and forgot who I was. What were the chances of him developing dementia though?

Preetah“Is that what you’re concerned about right now?” I spoke despite how scared I felt. I knew Arjun would never lay a hand on me but his approach just looked threatening. “I feel so stupid, you told me that Elza was just an employee.”“I don’t care what I told you, let it be the last time you go through my phone, you hear me?”I shook my head. “You’ve been cheating on me this whole time?”He cleaned his teeth, shook his head and then walked to the bed. “Got to be kidding me.”“I am your wife, Arjun! If you want to have sex, why not do it with me?”“Stop shouting such stupid remarks,” He pulled his t-shirt over his head. “My father might hear you –”“Why does it have to be them? Is there something wrong with me? Tell me what I lack, I’ll fix it, Arjun –”“Preetah, can you stop this stupidity?”“No!” I shouted, walking up to him and shoving him. This made him fall back in a sitting position on the bed. “I am fed up!”“Did you just shove me?” He was pissed. He sighed heavily and then

Dean I came around the car to help Arjun out. “Thank you, D.” He looked up at me. “You know what they say about a friend in need?” I screwed up my face at him. “Get your alcohol breath away from my face.” I turned my face the other way. “Is Mr. Korana okay?” Steve asked, coming out of his wendy house. “Mr. Korana is okay. Just drank way to much than he was clearly supposed to.” “I'm not that drunk.” He commented as I helped him into the house. “You think?” He was about to fall and leaned on a vase. The vase toppled over and shattered on the floor. “Great, now you're gonna wake everyone up.” “Where's Preetah?” He asked me. “Preetah is upset with you. Do you remember what you did?” “I didn't mean to—” “There's Preetah!” I exclaimed. She was standing on top of the stairs, watching. “Is he drunk?” Artha came out too. “Yup.” I answered. She came to help me help him to the stairs and up. Preetah went back into their room and slammed the door. Artha and I exchanged looks. “D