Chapter 510 - Baby Showers 3

Shriya felt that it might not be the right time to go greet them. Shriya and Manvi went back to their rooms and Gouthami also took her parents to her room.

Shriya went to kitchen to get some refreshments and snacks for Gouthami's parents. Manvi just greeted them when they are ascending the stairs.

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Inside Gouthami's room

Gouthami walked to her room and her parents followed closely behind her. She walked and stood behind her bed. They looked around and sat on the couch.

Gouthami asked "Are you fine mom ? and Dad is your health okay ?" Gouthami father said "I am fine. How are you baby ? Is your health okay and Is the baby a boy or a girl ?"

His wife asked with an annoyed tone "Is that even necessary". Gouthami said to her father "No dad, here in India, we can't do scanning to know the gender of the baby. It's illegal. But the baby is fine and healthy."

Sony's mother said "Can't you hear what I am saying ? Leave the baby here and come with us to US".

Gouthami asked sitting on the bed in a comfortable position as if she didn't hear it "Why should I do that ?" and her mother replied "Don't tell me that you are planning to stay here with that useless trash".

Gouthami was clearly angry but tried to remain calm. She said "Don't call him that mom. He is my husband and respect that".

Gouthami's father sat silent but the latter's wife mocked "Should I refer that trash as my son-in-law now ?"

She continued with her rattle "That good for nothing is a spoiled brat. He doesn't deserve you and is definitely not worth you. He doesn't do anything and always lazes around. He is just a puppet in his elder brother's hands."

She then said to her daughter in a firm tone "After you give birth, leave the baby here and come with us to US. You are still young for marriage and stuff. You have got a whole life before you and don't waste it on emotional stuff".

Just then they heard a knock on the door and Shriya walked in with a tray in her hands with refreshments and a maid followed behind with snacks.

Shriya greeted "Hello aunty and uncle. It seems like I came at the wrong time, please excuse me".

Mr. Mishra just nodded his head with a vague smile at Shriya. The maid placed the snacks on the table and also refreshments from Shriya's hands and soon left the room.

Shriya stood there and said after a moment of hesitation "Well, I am sorry, but I heard what you guys were talking and was about to return to my room. But had to came in just as Neela ( the maid from earlier ) is about to enter."

Mrs. Mishra is so furious at Shriya and asked with a sarcastic smile "Don't you have any manners at all. Eavesdropping on others issues is cheap."

Shriya said with an apologetic tone "I am so sorry aunty, I didn't mean to but it kinda happened. Forgive me for the inconvenience".

She then went to stand beside Gouthami and said looking at Mrs. Mishra "I am sorry for interfering but let me say a few words.

I think you shouldn't call Rahul by names, he is a very hard working and the disciplined man who will give time to his family. He loves and respect his siblings and loves his family the most".

Mrs. Mishra was about to interrupt her when she said "A few more words aunty" she then continued after taking a deep breathe "Rahul is very attentive to Gouthami and loves her very much.

And what's so wrong about following his elder brother's foot steps, so many people follow others either their parents or elders. It's natural and he is like a pillar to this family."

Gouthami tried to stop her but Shriya side hugged her and continued "You always wanted Gouthami to to follow your foot steps and continue your legacy. Didn't you ?"

Mrs. Mishra interrupted saying "In the end she didn't follow our footsteps ? We made everything clear for her on her path, but she choose otherwise, she choose the tough path."

Shriya said with a smile "Do you even know what Gouthami liked the most. She always wanted to become a fashion designer but she couldn't because of you".

Mrs. Mishra yelled "You're making up things" but unconsciously looked at her daughter who sat silent and she kind of undertsood but didn't want to acknowledge it.

She then said "Being a neurosurgeon is not some simple thing, not everyone could do it. It's one of the most prestigious jobs out there and people respect you, even worship you. Such a sacred profession. What good will happen for a fashion designer. No one will respect you".

Shriya asked Mrs. Mishra with a smile "Apologies aunty but could you please tell me what's your watch brand ?" and the latter replied "SSS" without much thought.