Sahil's POV
" Mohit stop this nonsense right away or I will kill you. I swear, I would not work with you. " She glared at Mohit, caught my hand and pulled me to a room.
" You stay away from Manyata... " I said glaring back at Mohit, while I followed her.
I was going mad with rage and at the same time, my heart was pounding in a different manner. My wife was pulling me to a room.
I wish she does not have very good intentions regarding me. I would not mind anything she planned to do with me.
Shut up Sahil... You are a pervert.
" What was that?? Why are you not letting me talk to that tailor? " I asked her as what Mohit said, bothered me.
" He is an idiot... there is nothing to talk about. "
" Ok, but right now, I need to talk to that idiot and settle this matter, once and for all. "
" No, you will not talk to him. "
" Why?? "
" Sahil, he was not serious. Let it be..."
