Chapter- 77

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Hi guys i hope all are doing well.. as i said in previous cahpter i am going to write the small part of the sequence of our story..

So read it and please tell me your opinion..

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??: Mrs. Tagore she is going to destroy them. She won't let them live in peace. She is the fruit of your son's darkness.. no one can change this.

Mrs. Tagore: please find a solution.. please.. i can do anything for my children's happiness..

??: there is no chance... but we can just delay the disaster..

Mrs. Tagore: please tell me what to do..

??: send her away.. far away from them.

Mrs.Tagore: but... how...

??: there is no other way.. you can decide what you want to do.

Mrs.Tagore stood there without moving a limb.. she doesn't know what to do.. she can't be so cruel... to her own children.. how can she do that.. how can she mange to convince everyone..

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Guys i hope all likes the small part.. if you already gussed... i would like to know..

Ok guys first let's go into our main story..

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Rushi's pov,

It's already afternoon and we all having lunch in silence.. which is very uncommon but very painful thing... i wish to see granny with us.. but i know that is just stupid of me..

Grandpa eating a little so i wrote some tablets and gave it to mom.. brother already went to Bangalore for some important work..

I hugged all and departed with my husband.. towards airport..

I am silently gazing outside.. i really feel so tired of all these incidents.. just within a week i lost my grandma.. and became daughter of big businesses families...and owner of some hospitals.. i still can't understand.. how in the world my life taking these many turns.. i won't say i am not annoyed.. i am super shocked and annoyed by the turns in my life.. i still want to be an orphan and live a small peaceful life.. and this desire building in me became so strong now a days..

Who in the world want to be an orphan.. but i wish.. i am sorry mother.. i don't want to say.. but i can't control myself.. if you really loved me that much then i am so sorry for being a stupid child... it's just i can't feel anything..  i don't even remember you mother then tell me how can i love you.. please don't blame me.. for thinking like this.. i just can't accept all these.. i am so sorry.. please forgive me..please god let this sin go... i wish i atleast remember my mother.. but i don't know why all this happened... i never regretted that i am an orphan... now also i am not regretting... but after knowing about my parents i feel so awkward... i don't know how to react..  what if others present in my position will they cry after knowing about their parents...


I turned towards my husband he is analyzing something in his ipad..

I starred at him for a minute..

I: Abhi..

He looked at me..

He: what happened doll?

I: can ask you a question..

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