Mr Husband Work Hard

Pratiksha took all blame

International supermodel? She had never thought that far. She simply wanted to focus on the present...

...to make Vikrant and Payal face their consequences.

12pm.

Just before the meeting at Rastogi Entertainment , Vikrant, who hadn't had lunch with Pratiksha for a long time, suddenly decided to take her out to the fancy restaurant downstairs. He even booked a table and organized a candlelit lunch. Looking at the roses paired with the candles, Pratiksha had no reaction. She sat down as Vikrant pulled out her chair.

"I have ordered your favorite kadhai paneer ..."

Pratiksha was surprised for a moment, she was speechless. It turned out, even after 5 years of being together, Vikrant still did not know what she liked.

"What is it? You don't like it?"

Just as Pratiksha was about to respond, the chef appeared beside them holding a tray. He turned to Pratiksha, "Miss Mehra , today, we have your favorite Matar Paneer . I would like to congratulate you on your wedding..."

Upon hearing this, Vikrant's expression changed, but he was too embarrassed to say anything. He just quietly replaced Pratiksha's plate, "Your tastes have changed."

"Thank you, but we aren't married yet," Pratiksha explained to the chef whilst ignoring Vikrant. "You sure are attentive, I only mentioned it once and you remembered."

The chef politely left and Pratiksha turned back towards Vikrant.

"Next time I will definitely remember what my wife likes to eat!" Vikrant reminded himself.

"Hurry, let's eat. We still need to go back and discuss the script,"

Pratiksha sneered on the inside but kept her composure. At this moment...she received an SMS titled '0819'. When she opened it up, she realized it was a message from Moksh.

0819, was yesterday, the date of their wedding.

"The dish is from me. What the chef meant was...congratulations on OUR wedding."

Pratiksha let out a laugh and sent a response from under the table, "How did you know where I would be?"

"I have a way of finding out what I want to know," Moksh answered her calmly.

Pratiksha held onto her phone as she glanced around the restaurant. However, Moksh was nowhere in sight. Although she didn't know how he managed to organize something so thoughtful, she could sense he was nearby...

...he had a presence like a king that no one could ignore or deny.

"Pratiksha, what are you looking at?"

Vikrant asked as he waved his hands in front of her eyes. His gaze was full of questions.

"Oh, it's nothing..."

Pratiksha shook her head and calmly changed the topic,

"Vikrant , when will we go back to register our marriage?"

"After all this has settled. You do realize the upcoming Top Ten Model Awards would be Payal's opportunity to advance in her career. Pratiksha, she is lucky to have you...otherwise, Payal would have been ruined this time."

Vikrant poured Pratiksha some red wine and raised his glass against hers.

"I will help you get back what you deserve," Pratiksha smiled softly, her dimples made her appear even more beautiful.

However, Vikrant, at present, didn't notice her at all. His heart was already bewitched by years of bedside seduction from Payal. So, he had no idea Pratiksha's words had a hidden meaning.