Mr Husband Work Hard

Payal's betrayal to vikrant

"She can't continue working in the US, so of course she will try to use you to make a comeback. Plus, her dream is to control you and make you surrender to her..."

Moksh gazed at Pratiksha with a serious expression as he analyzed what Siya Rastogi was thinking. "Of course, it's not hard for you to shake her off."

Pratiksha smiled slightly, she already had everything thought out. Upon seeing her expression, Sudiksha knew a small obstacle like this wouldn't be able to stand in Pratiksha's way; she felt a sense of relief.

Pratiksha's plan was to take place after The Top Ten Model Awards. So anything that was to happen between now and then, she already took into consideration. The only thing Sudiksha could do for her now, was to comfort Nancy.

After Sudiksha left, the couple entered the bedroom together and changed into home clothes. Moksh hugged Pratiksha in front of the wardrobe mirror as he asked in her ear, "You still don't plan on leaving Rastogi's?"

"It's not time yet..." She only needed one final step to completely destroy Payal; there was no way she would let the two off so easily.

"But, you should decide on your next goal." Moksh knew Pratiksha didn't like to take shortcuts, so he didn't mention signing with Khurana's. "Now that you have popularity and people are talking about you, your next goal should be..."

"I need a notable award," Pratiksha replied gently. She understood where she stood and she understood the entertainment industry was like a pool of deep water; today she could still keep people talking about her, but tomorrow, the attention could easily be snatched away by some new entertainer. So, by obtaining a notable award, she would be able to establish a status in the industry, "However, Aksh...I am already 26 years old. I can no longer act like I am 17 and compete in a modeling competition. And the awards I received in the past have lost their value ever since Star King Entertainment blacklisted me...back then, I retreated too desperately and burnt my own bridges."

In the past, she really did everything she could for Vikrant...

A model's best years, their most glorious years...she had selflessly given them all to Vikrant. But in the end, what did she get in return?

However, Pratiksha did not regret. After all, it was the road that she chose. It's just, now she had to face the consequences of her silly mistakes.

After hearing her, Moksh's heart ached for her. If he had met her earlier, maybe she wouldn't have had to go through all this pain. He planted a kiss on Pratiksha's neck and comforted her with a gentle voice,

"It doesn't matter...If you can't enter a competition, it doesn't matter, just work hard as a model. If you need to attend shows or appear in magazines, I will accompany you...We can make use of good exposure. After all, the industry is where the true battle is. Honey, don't give yourself too much pressure..."

Pratiksha took a deep breath as she turned around and wrapped her arms around Moksh's waist. She buried her head in his chest and sighed, "Don't worry, with you as my goal, I won't be easily destroyed."

Moksh took a deep breath as he lifted Pratiksha in his arms. After returning to the bedroom, he placed her on the bed and gently pressed his body on top of her, "I think, the best way to make you forget about the past, is to...love you deeply."

After hearing this, Pratiksha's ears flushed red. She could tell his words contained two meanings, "You haven't eaten yet. After working hard all day, do you still have the energy?"

"I guess the only way to find out, is if I prove it..."

After speaking, Moksh's kiss lowered onto her lips... Because of Pratiksha's popularity, Payal became the target of everyone's hatred. So, Rastogi's's celebration dinner, Vikrant was not going to allow her to attend. It was exactly at this time, that Payal got a chance to meet with the judges for the awards. Research into the judges was done behind Rastogi's's back by Payal's assistant. In total, there were 7 people: 3 females, 4 males. Payal quickly brushed the 3 females aside and placed her focus on a 40-something-year-old male judge. He had a dark history which always seemed to be covered up.

"Payal..." Payal's assistant watched as she picked up the male's photo; his heart was racing, "You..."

"Mohit , help me find out when I can meet with this judge."

"Payal..."

"I know what you are thinking. If I don't take this step, I will lose Vikrant, and not only this, I will have nothing left," Payal spoke in a cruel manner. Right now, she had no way to survive in India. If she didn't help herself find another way out, she didn't know how much lower Pratiksha would push her,

"I definitely need to get the award, at all costs!"

Payal's assistant had no choice but to pull out his phone and stand to one side as he phoned the man with respect. At first, the man on the other side didn't plan on answering, but, after Mohit called three times in a row, he finally picked up.

Payal's assistant expressed his thoughts in a simple manner and the man understood their intention. In the end, he requested to speak to Payal personally.

"Payal..."

Payal reached out her hand and grabbed the phone. With a smile she answered, "Mr. Laksh "

As he was a high-profile artist, she lowered herself when talking to him.

"So, you are Payal? I've watched your shows. Actually...you aren't that bad, but as I'm sure you are aware, your reputation hasn't been very good recently...how about tomorrow at 7pm, you come to Sanctuary Hotel, we can have a chat."

"Payal...is this what you want? You are pregnant and that old man is despicable..."

"Do I have another choice?" Payal turned her head and questioned her assistant, "Pratiksha has pushed me into a corner, I can't let her succeed. If she wants me to surrender, she must be dreaming!"

The assistant was helpless. All he could do was grind his teeth, "Then tomorrow I will help you take some photos for evidence, in case that old man gets what he wants and leaves."

Vikrant had no idea, Payal had already made such a filthy decision. While he was desperately trying to fix things on the outside, he lost Payal's vain heart. Of course, this was all karma; like the way he betrayed Pratiksha, Payal was now betraying him in the same way.

On the same day, early in the morning, Siya Rastogi had already dealt with her contract in America and had returned to India. Vikrant went to the airport on his own to pick her up. As soon as Siya Rastogi entered Vikrant's apartment, she asked about where Pratiksha was living.

"Didi...Payal hasn't been in a good mood the past few days. Don't provoke her...keep your voice down."

"She didn't live up to expectations, she can't blame others," Siya Rastogi responded coldly.

"Pratiksha lives in Suntower Residency," Vikrant replied impatiently.

"How does she live in such a good place? In that case, I will move to her place tomorrow. It will make work more convenient." Siya Rastogi had no intention of living in Vikrant's apartment and didn't want to see Payal.

But, Suntower Residency was not the type of place a person like her could live!