Chapter 192 - He dropped the bomb out of nowhere

|Innaya|

I have never seen anyone so energetic after traveling. Her voice did not appear tired anymore. On the other hand, her enthusiasm was oddly perplexing. Did she not travel at all? 

After what had happened a month ago, I could not feel but be suspicious of anyone and everyone around me. I had no control over my emotions. They ran wild, making me go crazy as well. 

"I have some work, Ayu. You're anyway here for long. We can catch up later. Rest for a while, and don't disturb Innaya. We slept late last night, and she had to wake up early. Let her have some rest. I'll see you at lunch."

I did not miss how Eshan covered up for me, giving a vague explanation. 

"Oh!" I heard her sigh. It sounded as if she was feeling discouraged. "Okay. You go ahead with your work, I'll return to my room." There. Her cheerful voice was back again. She sure knew how to control her emotions and behave accordingly.

Her light footsteps faded away as she left. It was a good thing that I gave her the guest room on the ground floor beside the living room.

If she had asked for another room, closer to our bedroom, then I did not know how to handle her suspicions. Eshan was sleeping in the other room beside his study. Even his clothes were shifted in that room. 

This way, we had a little more privacy. She could not stumble on our living arrangement. I needed to think a way of asking Eshan to shift back to our bedroom until his friend was with us.

I pulled back my hand from the knob. There was no use of going out, she had left. Eshan would have left as well. I needed to take a shower. I had to prepare lunch for us. Before her, we had to put a good show of things being good between us. Meanwhile, I had to search for a way of making things right between us. I could not let our relationship suffer more. We both were hurting, but I had no other way.

At least for now, all I hoped was for his friend to leave soon, and not make things difficult for us.

I opened the wardrobe to take clothes. I picked up the long floral dress in red color. It was again, Eshan's gift. 

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"You look good in our Indian clothes, but sweetheart they are quite troubling to handle. So, I have brought these clothes for you. And, you don't need to change your clothing style just because now you are a married woman. Weren't you wearing long skirts, dresses, gowns before our wedding? Then, why now you want to shift to something else? Don't change. I love you the way you're.

*

His words were still fresh in my mind. The clothes he had brought filled two wardrobes. I did not realize the evening we had spent window-shopping on online sites while lazing in our bedroom would bring me such surprise. I was truly touched to the point of being speechless.

I had just thrown myself in his arms. I had my old clothes in my maternal place. Though I did not feel the dire need of them, the thoughtfulness of Eshan was remarkable. 

I caressed the fabric under my fingers. My heart trembled as I was reminded of the goodness of my husband. 

What I had given him in response?

Hurt?

Pain?

Stress?

The man has been giving his all to our relationship all along. He never expected anything from me. He never demanded anything. All along, he had been the most patient husband to me. 

My fate was very cruel. It would never let me have a moment of peace. One way or another, I would never have happiness residing for longer in my life.

I could not blame anyone. I was not strong enough to fight the negativity looming around me. How I wished Arjun was here. Things I could not share with Eshan, Arjun would be able to know.

I had been told how he found me when I was kidnapped. I knew the man had his connections. He was the one who could help me get out of the mess. 

The sound of door unlocking had me putting my thoughts to rest. I knew who it was. How could I not know the presence of the man who was the reason for my happiness? 

I inhaled slowly, gaining control over my emotions. I did not want us to quarrel or have an argument again. I would try and keep the differences of our past month aside. At least till the time, his 'ayu' was here. I felt a bitter test rising in my mouth as I thought about that woman. Her extra sweet smile in front of Eshan was making me nauseated. 

'Don't Innaya. Don't think about her. Don't let her ruin your relationship more.' I decided to ignore her. If worst comes to worst, I would be blunt and tell Eshan about me being uncomfortable with his friend. 

He would be disappointed for a while, but that would save him from her. In truth that would save me from losing him.

Wiping my face again, I turned around stretching my lips in a smile.

Eshan did not even glance in my way. He just wheeled his suitcase.

"I will temporarily shift here. I don't want outsiders to know about our differences. I will take the couch," he said as he put the suitcase in the corner of the room.

I wanted to deny him, saying he did not need to. But I did not dare. I would take the couch silently in the night. He would have no other choice then. He would have to take the bed without any other option. It was a good thing that he shifted back to our room on his own. His consideration of all things made me feel guilty. I know he could solve my problems as well, but it would bring him a lot of grief, which I did not want.

I would rather have him hate me than hating his – No, I would not think about it. I would find a way to solve the issue on my own without dragging him into this mess.

Eshan finally raised his brown orbs looking at me. My heart skipped a beat witnessing his struggle and sorrow. "Mom called me today, she's going to come here to visit and stay with us tomorrow." He dropped the bomb out of nowhere. 

The clothes in my hands almost fell out of my grasp after listening to him.

His mother was going to visit us?

My face lost the entire color. I wet my dry lips. 

It could not be a coincidence. 

It could definitely not be a coincidence.