Why was I expecting her to say or describe my cooking !! I never ever , I repeat I never cooked for anyone .

But I couldn't let her go with a hungry stomach because it would make her more weak .

And I won't be available to hold her again when she will faint .

(A/n The audacity of him to say this ,Oh god🤭)

She finished the pasta and pushed forward the bowl but didn't reviewed it.

(A/n : Why are you getting effected ,don't you Hate her?)

I huffed in annoyance and took the bowl and kept it aside .

I slided myself forward . Near her . Infront of her . I want to ask her some questions .

The important one .

She stared up at me in confusion and stepped behind when I leaned forward again . I can take a note with her eyes that she is annoyed by me .

"How did you met up with the accident?"

She signed and looked at me with the same boring eyes .

I was super mad when she didn't answered me in the car . But when I saw her smiling I melted at the way she smiled , the same smile which I use to look at .

Which I -

The sound of tweak infont of my eyes pulled me out of my thoughts.

She raised her brows at me as I kept looking her hand which made the sound .

Is her hands soft ,then I want them to tou-

(A/n: Tweak - chutki marna. Just giving you this info because some people won't understand it . Even I didn't thought I needed to use this word)

I shaked my head and reforced my question again.

"How did you met with that accident?"

She rolled her eyes up . Oh god , I guess we need to do some work on this habit of her .

"Fine ,I'll answer . I guess you won't let me go until it!" She screamed at me for what I had to close my eyes.

"Don't shout Miss.Joshi . I'm right in front of you."

She nodded her head and made a 'you're irritating me' face .

She started explaining me about the accident. I listened to her carefully .

What if someone was trying to do it intentionally?

"So - this was it . Happy now?"

She tapped her hands on her thighs at the end of the sentence and moved her face sideway.

She won't let me live .

"Why didn't you gone to hospital sooner?"

She turned her head at my question and raised her brows.

(She is Dramatic!)

"Excuse me !"

"What-?"

"Why are you getting involved in my life? And why do you care ?"

What should I say about it . Eventually I should not care . I fucking do .

I don't know why the hell do I care !

But I need to answer her . I need her to believe me that I hate her until the final day . My plan -

"I don't want my wedding to get ruined that's the reason I care"

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