Chapter 157 - Unwanted Visitor At Office

|Eshan|

Clasping my hands together, I stretched out my arms on the desk. While I was letting out a sigh of exasperation, my traveling gaze landed upon the photo frame that I had adorned my table with.

Mom. I couldn't help the flood of emotions that warmed my heart. The mere thought about Mom got me emotional. It had been quite a while since I had seen her.

I most certainly missed her. I missed her so much.

Curling my fingers around the frame, I pulled it closer. For a moment, every worry was out of my mind. At that moment, all that I felt was... love. My mother's love.

They don't lie when they say Moms are the best. They indeed are. The most surreal creation of the universe.

It was not that Mom and I never had arguments. It was never the case that we always agreed to something. No. I had gained the strong-headed attitude that I had from my mother. Both, being firm in opinions and thoughts, we often ended up arguing quite frequently, but they had always been healthy ones.

I loved her so much and I know, she loved me more than I loved her. You cannot compare anyone's love with a mother's. Never.

Recalling Mom had me recall some more things. Not the pleasant ones to think about. It instantly lowered the spirit that I still somehow tried holding up.

The knocking sound on my cabin door brought me out of my thoughts, making me straighten up. Wiping all the traces of my turmoil, I pulled my poker face.

"Enter," I commanded.

Parth entered carrying a stack of files along.

'Damn.' I cursed in my mind. Before getting married, I wouldn't even blink if there was a mountain of them on my table. And, now looking at around a dozen of them made me feel frustrated. The longer time I spent in the office, the more delay it would cause me to return to Innaya's side.

"Sir, these are the files of our current projects." Parth placed them on my pristine table. In my absence, my staff really looked after my cabin. Everyone was aware of how much perfection I needed.

Not only perfection, but I wanted the complete dedication from my team and people working in our company.

"What's happening in the company?" I asked him after picking up the first file from the stack.

"Sir, your absence didn't create any issues. Ayush sir and Barun sir handled almost everything. They attended meetings and managed the board members. Other than that our core team is working in the new prototype. Everything else is going smoothly." Parth briefly answered.

"Anything else?"

"Well, Sahil sir and Sameer sir asked for meeting a couple of times. They even wanted to wait for you in your cabin. As per your instructions, no one was allowed in."

"Good job. Keep it that way."

"Any upcoming important event?"

"No Sir. Your schedule has been cleared. You'll need to attend tomorrow's board meeting."

I nodded. "You can leave now. Make sure no one disturbs me.

Handle things on your own. You know what to do." I raised my eyebrow.

"Ok, sir." Parth smiled, bobbling his head upside down. I reciprocated his smile.

"Get back to your work."

"Yes, sir."

I stared at the retreating back of my assistant. The boy never disappointed me. He was my junior. I had pulled him on board once I established this business. I had long known about his financial and family conditions.

He lost his father in his childhood. His mother brought him and two other sons singlehandedly. I knew her because she was the head cook of the college cafeteria. I had practically watched him grow. So, when I got the opportunity, I used it. And, the boy lived up to my expectations, in fact surpassing them by far margin.

Parth stopped at the door with his hand holding on to the doorknob. He looked deep in the thoughts as if he was contemplating something. I watched him stay that way for a couple of minutes before he turned around and called out my name hesitantly. "Eshan Sir?"

"Yes?" I raised my eyebrow, temporarily keeping aside the project file.

"I accidentally told mom about your marriage. So, she's behind me from very long, asking me to invite you and-" he trailed off seemingly not knowing how to address my wife.

I hadn't announced my marriage yet. Apart from my friends and other few outside people, Parth was the only one to know about it. After all, he was the one to manage my schedule and handle everything else in my absence.

"And?" I prompted, narrowing my eyes. I had pulled a long face. Suddenly I wanted to tease him. 

Parth nervously shuffled on his feet. I could understand his anxiety. I wasn't bothered because he told his mom about my marriage, but he didn't know that. I could see from his fallen face that he was worried about my reaction.

"Umm... Your wife?"

I wanted to laugh aloud when he answered unsurely. "Had I not made myself clear to not let anyone know about marriage?

"Sorry, sir. I didn't mean to... But... I apologize." Parth nervously fumbled. I could see how he got frightened. It was so unlike his strong personality.

The guy never got intimidated by anyone, except me. For some reason, he felt he owned me. I got up my chair as I strolled toward him. "Shouldn't you address her as sister-in-law?"

Parth's eyes snapped at him as surprise flashed across his face.

"Uh... Yes... No, I mean how could I?"

I placed my hand on his shoulder, giving a firm squeeze. "Stop stuttering Parth. Bring auntie home for dinner next Sunday."

"Okay, Sir. I'll drop mom at your place." He nervously nodded.

"Drop? Which meeting are you attending on Sunday evening?" I frowned taking back my arm and folding my both arms across my chest.

"None, sir."

"You'll be there as well. Understand?" I sternly said, knowing too well that he would find chances to avoid coming to my place unless absolutely necessary. He had a weird way of thinking, one which I couldn't comprehend.

He nodded and turned to open the door. However, he was pushed inside when the door was opened from outside. Parth steadied himself with the help of the wall.

I frowned. Just who the hell wanted to enter without knocking?

My frown turned into a murderous glare when the person's face came before my eyes.

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