Chapter 37

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I was really not expecting Yuvaan to behave like that, but more than that, I wasn't expecting myself to accept his challenge with so much excitement too. And it was all because of my old self resurfacing and trying to break the walls I had built around me in order to protect myself — most importantly the people around me.

Others saw me as a kind and soft spoken girl who only obeyed others' orders and didn't revolt even if she was suffering. They were right, but I wasn't always like this. I also had my opinion and stood for what I believed in; I didn't know that time would change my whole personality.

But, for the first time after so long, I felt like I belonged somewhere. It was a pretty weird and complicated situation, and I knew that my one decision was going to decide whether I would be escaping my reality or not, but I wasn't bothered any more. I was tired of always worrying about future and fulfilling others' needs and requests.

From today onwards, I am going to live for myself and that too, in my husband's house. What I would do ahead is not fixed, but everything can go to hell — I will just go with the flow and this time, I am going to control the changes in my life.

As for Yuvaan, I will deal with him in my own way. He is not the biggest concern for me right now; he seems like a ruthless beast, but I know that's the image he is showcasing to the outside world and hiding his true self in order to protect himself — just like me.

I would have said more but these cramps were making it really difficult for me and to make things worse, I didn't have my usual medicine with me which were prescribed to me by my gynaecologist.

"Are you okay, beta?" Shruti Aunty asked as soon as I returned to the dining room.

I shot her a smile and she asked me if Yuvaan tried something or not. When I shook my head, she sighed in relief and questioned what happened after Yuvaan took me with him. I thought for a moment and then announced that there was a change of plans, and I was going to be a freeloader for some more time.

"Yes!" Advait jumped up from his seat and hugged Yuvaan who joined us soon after.

"What the fuck is going on here?" Shaurya grunted.

"Can't you see others happy, Mr. Grumpy Toes?" Advait taunted.

"Reyna, can you please explain? He didn't threaten you again, did he?" Shaurya queried.

I glimpsed at my spouse who was shooting daggers at his best-friend and high-fiving the other one. Heena looked lost and was staring at me as if she was in some kind of dream. Shruti Aunty placed a hand on my shoulder and whispered to me to tell her if her son troubled me again or forced me in some kind of contract.

"Relax, Aunty. You are thinking too much; he didn't do anything," I assured.

"But why did you change your decision, Reyna?" She expressed her worry and glared at her son who stepped closer to me. "Yuvi, did you say something—"

"Chill, Ma." Yuvaan hugged her and told her not to increase her blood pressure.

"I am really frustrated with you," his mom complained.

"There's nothing new in that, old lady. Tell me something I don't know," Yuvaan teased and received a nice beating in return, but he wasn't affected.

"Reyna, how are you going to handle him? I am really worried for you; why did you agree to stay?" Aunty enquired, and Shaurya also kept interrogating me.

"For the last time, relax everyone. As for this guy," I pointed at Yuvaan, "why would I be afraid of my own husband?"

Heena's jaw dropped, and when Advait pointed it out, she smacked him on the head and told him to keep his mouth shut. Shaurya gave up after some time while my mother-in-law was gaping at me in surprise. Only Yuvaan looked like he was having the best time of his life.

"Are you sure, Reyna?" Shaurya asked.

I nodded, and he let out a deep breath. He excused himself after throwing a death glare at Yuvaan and decided to sulk alone in a corner. I didn't know why he was so invested in getting me divorced. Yes, I remembered asking him for help, but I wasn't expecting him to show so much interest in that.

After the breaking news, everyone took their own time to recuperate from the shock and got busy in their own worlds. I also decided to unpack my luggage, but Yuvaan grabbed my hand and took me to his room.

My eyes widened in horror when I saw his bedroom covered all over in pink colour. I liked that shade, but it was actually hurting my eyes. Yuvaan poked me and asked if I liked the new decoration or not.

"What the fuck is that?" I asked in disgust.

"You don't like it?" he questioned back and pursed his lips.

"Since when were you planning this?" I shook my head.

"I thought girls liked pink," he mumbled. "Do you want me to change it to some other colour?"

"Black was okay," I replied.

"We have the same taste," he grinned.

We have a lot in common than that, Mr. Husband.

After confirming my decision multiple times, I was able to leave from there, but Yuvaan was following me everywhere — I was going to the washroom! I had to throw him out of my room when he wasn't budging and saying that he would take a leave from office today.

Okay, I knew he was fucking weird, but I didn't expect him to have a complete turnover in his behaviour like that. Was his mental case that severe? Or was it one of his tactics to get what he wanted? Or could it be both? Even though I had so many doubts, I still didn't understand what he was going to benefit from me.

I was homeless, an abandoned person, with no financial assets and most importantly, nothing to depend upon, then why was he so adamant on keeping me with him when his ex-girlfriend was back?

Just what is up your sleeves, Yuvaan Raichand? But whatever it is, you chose to mess with me at a wrong time, and fortunately, I wouldn't have to hold back anymore.

Aren't you exaggerating, Reyna? I don't think he will harm you. What if he doesn't have any ill intention?

I don't care what is going on in his mind; I am trying not to trust someone again and then suffer later. I will take what is useful and leave when I am done. If my own blood can betray me, then why should I worry about someone I met three months back?

Hmm... Okay, do whatever you want. I am there for you.

"Are you okay in there?" I heard banging on my washroom door.

I rolled my eyes and continued washing myself. Usually, it took me about fifteen to twenty minutes to get done because apart from the cramps, I was blessed with equally fucking flow. I was sure that blood loss was one of the reasons why I was so weak.

"Reyna!" Yuvaan shook the door.

I ignored him, but when I realised that he might break the door, I quickly changed and opened the door a bit. Yuvaan tried to get in, and I had to slap him to keep him out.

Finally, I got to slap him; unfortunately, he didn't give me the reaction I was expecting.

"Can't you give me some privacy?" I scolded.

"But you were yelling like a puppy inside there," he retorted and rubbed his cheek.

Yes, I was yelling but why didn't he leave when I asked him to? Seriously, I would prefer if he went back to his arrogant self and let me at least be alone in washroom.

"I will be out in a minute. Why don't you go and take care of other—"

"Is that blood?!" Yuvaan exclaimed in shock while looking behind me.

I slammed the door on his face after cursing him and cleaned the whole bathroom under a minute. I exited the loo and noticed Yuvaan pacing in my room. Without asking me anything, he told me that we were going out in half an hour.

What the hell? That was so sudden.

"Dress up," he said and left me alone.

I processed the information for a bit and decided to go with him; I had my taser with me. Also, I knew that I would get investigated again, so I thought it better to be with my husband, explore his brain, and take out some information if I could.

I wore a plain peach coloured gown with short sleeves — Oops! Short sleeves? I realised that the dress I chose was one of those which I bought in Italy during the shopping spree with Heena. I was sure I wasn't ever going to wear it due to its V-neckline which revealed a bit more skin then I was used to, but I guess I could wear it now.

I threw off the insecurities which were building up and telling me that I was ugly and slut-shaming me, and joined Yuvaan in the hall. He was, as usual, dressed in casual clothes, a light blue coloured denim jeans and black t-shirt and looking like those cut-outs of models in the magazine.

"We are leaving," Yuvaan announced.

"Take care of her," Shruti Aunty threatened him and hugged me.

"You love her more than me, don't you?" Yuvaan complained.

"So what if I do?" his mother taunted and asked me if I wanted to take someone else with me.

"I don't want a third wheel," Yuvaan grumbled.

"How much fake can you be?" Shaurya commented.

"Excuse me, Mr. Lawyer, can you please keep your attitude out of my house?" Yuvaan growled and both of them began their staring duel again.

Shaurya averted his gaze and rolled his eyes. "Reyna, I don't know what you are thinking, but let me tell you, you made the worst decision of your life today. I thought you were smart."

"Shaurya, don't forget I am also here" Shruti Aunty seethed, making Shaurya duck his head.

"Let's cut the drama; we are getting late. Bye, Ma. Don't wait for us and eat your dinner on time. Heena, stop wasting your time and go to office. Advait, you... What am I supposed to say to you? Do whatever you want," Yuvaan shot orders at others.

He ignored Shaurya and took me with him to the parking lot. Throughout the ride, he kept mumbling under his breath and switched off his phone when he started receiving calls from his clients. When we reached the destination he had in mind, he snaked an arm around my waist, and we entered a really cute café full of youngsters.

We sat on a random table and without wasting any more time, Yuvaan shot the most unexpected question at me.

"How can you hide for so long, Kitten? Didn't anyone suspect you?"

"What are you talking about?" I crossed my arms across my chest.

Damn, these cramps!

"You were chained up long time ago. Can you tell me who did that to you and why?"

I narrowed my eyes at him. "Don't get too personal."

"Avoiding the answer is admittance in most of the cases. I saw the scars on your wrist and ankles earlier. And now that I look closer, there are some on your neck too."

"Yeah, I was kept in isolation, so what? It is all in the past; don't dig up old memories — you ain't gonna benefit from it."

He stared at me like he was trying to peek into my soul and then nodded subtly. "Patience is the key~" he sang and drummed his fingers on the table, while waiting for our orders to arrive.

After getting our meals, we didn't say anything and just sat in silence. I noticed Yuvaan observing me through his raven eyes and I could sense his brain shifting gears — I was also doing the same.

After two hours of utter silence and binging on a lot of dishes, we thought of returning home — Home... Did I finally have a place to call home? I shook my head and followed my not soon-to-be ex-husband and sat down beside him in the backseat.

Just like earlier, we were silent and I was lost in my thoughts, when I realised that my dress might have gotten stained. I was feeling overly wet and couldn't even move; I had to get my periods out of the blue, didn't I?

"What's with the rotten expression?" Yuvaan questioned.

"Nothing," I replied and clutched my stomach.

I thought he let the issue go, but suddenly he pulled me and sat me on his lap. I widened my eyes and moved to get off of him, but he caged me in his arms and rubbed my back.

"You had your periods? Why didn't you tell me?"

Why would I? And why was he talking about periods so casually?

"Don't bother and let me go; your clothes will get ruined."

"As if I care." He smirked and squeezed me.

I gave up after trying to free myself for ten minutes and wriggling like an earthworm in one spot. Yuvaan relaxed in his seat and closed his eyes; he ignored my protests and increased his grip when I was about to bite his hand.

"Who taught you about... about... periods? Your ex?" I queried.

"Nope. Mom did when I was a kid."

Wow, I must compliment my mother-in-law. Here, my own parents acted like I was possessed by a ghost whenever I got my periods and Yuvaan's mom taught him about it even though he was a boy. I wish I had someone like her in my life when I was growing up — I was jealous of my husband.

"You sure about your clothes getting spoilt?"

"It's just blood; take a chill pill, will you?" He shook his head at me and told me to keep quiet if I was going to ask something stupid again.

I let him sleep and looked out of the window. I never knew I would meet a person who would accept my one of the biggest insecurities so easily when I was still working on accepting myself.

First of all, extremely sorry for posting this late 😅

For the readers who read my message board, they already know the reason, but those who didn't, I was unwell for about a week and visiting different hospitals for check-ups. Fortunately, I am feeling better now 😃

Thank you for waiting and your support 💙

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