Novel & Cerita My Indian Wife Novel By Anika

"Miss Sasha, forgive me for lying to you for the first time, but I did all this for you." ***San Diego Province Building A008 came from Adam's voice. "Smack!" "Slut, I said that Imelda's illness is getting worse and worse; it turns out that you are the ghost behind your back!" "I'm just such a son, how dare you? How dare you! A middle-aged woman with yellow hair was knocked to the ground, covering half of her face and covered in bruises. This woman is none other than Adam's wife Ivy. Some time ago, Adam's son Imelda suddenly fell ill.

" I said keeping a hand on her mouth because I know furious Anushka can insult too bad. She furiously removed my hand from her mouth. "Don't interfere!" She said glaring at me and again turned towards the lady. Ohh god! Save her..! I slapped my hand on my forhead. "How dare you talk to my husband like that? And why would he want to touch your so called assets? His wife has better assets than you, so clearly he doesn't need to touch you!" Anushka yelled furiously. Did I hear it right? Husband? I grinned looking at her.

However, her face seemed familiar. "Won't you introduce me to your wife, Darsh?" Her sight finally shifted to my husband, who appeared slightly troubled with that question. Although as his orbs voyaged to me and he stated, "She is Anannya Agarwal," his distinctive poker expression resurfaced. "She works as a model for our company." "And this is Khushi Sinha, my wife." As Darsh finished talking, I recalled viewing her on the banner of a jewellery advertisement. That explained why her face looked familiar to me. I had a hunch she could be a model, depending on her appearance.

I'm a woman of my own rules and I bend for no one. I sighed eventually, thinking about my mother. I hope she's doing well. But I know at the same time she will do just fine after she's Malika Rajvanshi. A strong Indian woman and I'm proud to say that I'm her daughter. Annika Rajvanshi. Yes, we are both Indians. At least I remember this thanks to my mother. I had to keep this a secret since my mother married that bastard, James. He doesn't deserve her.

The spin-off of ‘My Indian Wife. But till then, you are welcome to join my other book "Billionaire's Mistress Is A Hidden Heiress' to experience the other shades of love. Again, a big thank you for giving a chance to my book! I never thought I’d come this far, but you all made it possible. If you liked this story, please leave a review to help the book reach new readers. Goodbye is boring so until we meet again, Sayonara!! Author Anika

This year, there are many files waiting to be translated into various languages. Before marrying Angka, Indira often stayed in her office and always came home late. But nowadays, Indira always tries to get home quickly because she loves the hot meals made by Angka's family chef, which are healthy and very delicious.

Nandini covered up and they both burst into laughter. " Hii i am ananya." Pregnant lady forward her hand. Nandini shook her hand with ananya and introduce herself and they both talk for a while. "So may i know what relation do you share with manik." Nandini asked curiously. "No no he is like god to us actually my husband works with him and i am pregnant so boss suggest me to stay here that's all." Ananya told and nandini smile a little proudly. "Ananya may i know your husnand's name?" Nandini asked and ananya told her robin's name and she share their love story and make nandini blush with her talks. They both jelled up with each other in no time.

If today her brother kill me then I will be freed from all these miseries. I didn't give her any reply and returned to my room. I took out a saree from the closet and entered the washroom for the shower. I am still feeling that pervert's touch on my body. I have to wash all those filth from my body. Author's p.o.v Abhinav has just returned from his work and entered the house. He noticed that Avantika, Shivay, Devika and Arushi are sitting in the living room area. Seeing him Avantika ran towards her brother and hugged him tightly. She started saying shedding her tears," Bhai, your wife tried to snatch my husband. This whore tried to seduce my husband. This whore tried to break my marriage!!.

“Sign the papers, and we can part amicably.” I smirked at the clause stating I would walk away from the marriage with nothing. “Part amicably? So the last seven years of my life mean nothing?” Lifting her chin, Krystal said shamelessly, “Ray, you had nothing when you met me. I built my wealth from the ground up. “You enjoyed a life of luxury for seven years, and that’s more than enough. I can’t believe you’d eye my fortune. You make me sick with your greed!”

Likewise with Anjani, her brain suddenly couldn't absorb Bu Nani's words just now. "Married?" Said Anjani confused, "Why should my husband marry Nisya?" With compact mothers widen their eyes. Their sharp glances immediately directed at Mrs. Nina as if asking Mrs. Nani to represent them to answer Anjani's question. Nina thought for a moment, composing words about what today's gossip went dramatically and tranding in the complex, "That's ... Your husband has raped Nisya." "Oh My Good" Anjani immediately went limp, her wallet and cellphone fell to the ground in shock.