It's All Started With A Lie

Chapter- 47 His Eyes

Arnav's Pov

3 weeks have passed, and she is recovering well. Now, she is able to walk and her hand injury also recovered well.

From these three weeks, I am not going to the office. I was taking care of her in the morning and working at night.
Ajay attending all the meetings for me and I am attending a few meetings online, which are unavoidable.

"Oye, hero. What are you doing?" Naina asked as she entered my study.

"I am working, baby," I muttered and helped her to sit on the couch.

Did I tell you; she became clingy to me. She just wants me near her... but she never disturbs me when I am working. She just sits near me and watches me working.

"Can I go to the radio station today?" she asked after I wrap my work and sat beside her on the couch. I know she wants to talk, but she doesn't talk until I stop working and give her my attention.

"You are not fully recovered yet," I commented and nuzzled her neck.

"You will be there, na," she remarked.

"Manager sir called me earlier. He said people are missing my show, and they were writing so many mails that his mailbox got stuck because of that," she told me.

"I miss your show too," I remarked.

"You are hearing my voice every minute as I was talking too much and you still miss my show," she chuckled and I laughed.

"Arnav, can I call the manager and tell him that I am coming today?" she questioned.

"I swear, I will be careful," she stated, looking at me cutely with those puppy eyes.

How can I say no to this cute little puppy?

"Ok, but I will come with you and wait until you complete and will come back together," I replied.

"Ok," she squealed.

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She got ready wearing a green dress, and I tied her in a pony as she could not twist her hand to do her hair.

"Arnav, I can walk," she commented when I was carrying her to the car.

"I know but I want to," I replied and put her in the passenger seat and I took the driver's seat.

After putting on my seat belt, I started driving, and soon we reached the radio station.

"Don't carry me now, please... I can walk," she said before I picked her up.

"Ok," I replied and helped her climb out of the car.

"Wanna come in?" She asked when I was about to walk back after walking with her to the recording room.

"Can I?" I was not sure whether to go in or not.

"Yes, you can," she assured me, and I opened the recording room door.

She walked in and settled herself on a black leather chair in front of a mic.

"You can sit there," she said, pointing at the chair not far away from her.

I sat on the chair, observing her every move.

She put on headphones... made herself comfortable and swiped two buttons up and one down. I don't know what those are, but she is doing it gracefully.

"One, two, three-" She counted and swiped the green button up.