《Billionaire's Innocent Wife. (Completed)》C H A P T E R - 13
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It is not the dawn yet.The whole city was peacefully sleeping in the early hours of the day but only I knew what the night had been for me ...it seemed the longest .
My life had turned drastically in a short period of time that I could even digest or cop up with the changes that occurred in my life.
"Marriage... relationship...conjugal responsibility.."these words with deep meaning never cross my mind.
Will I able to be loyal to her..?My grandparents were exceptional but my parents are the live example of a disaster marriage that I am afraid
of this word .
Apart from this mind squeezing topic , Chloe's words also started ringing into my ears making my soul more restless.I was feeling guilty of invading a pure soul's sanity .
I was feeling myself of a rapist.My heart radiated the anguish.Unable to bear the burden of self repentance,I ran my fingers through my fussy hairs and turned to take a cold shower to calm down my brain muscles.
The day was going to be very long and hectic as the entire country's attention would be fix on me and my unwanted wife.
The marriage was the most awaited moment for the city as I was the only bachelor every wealthy person wanted to tie his daughter or sister with me.
I was taken off guard when Dadu asked me to get married before he close his eyes forever.I tried every trick to make him convince that I am not made for marriage but the old man has more stubbornness rushing in his Rajput blood.
He knew very well how to trap me and his plan worked now I am standing in front of the mirror getting ready for my very own wedding .
Clad in a three piece black Armani suit my Dad had sent through Abbey perfectly fitted on my hard built body.It would be the greatest day for another man but I felt suffocated as if someone is trying to strangle me.
I closed my eyes to let the anger vanish from my system for the girl who kinda insulted me.She has the faminine arrogance I hate the most in the specie she belong.All that I like in women is their cooperation in bed while I make them scream out
my name in the sexiest way.
Suddenly I heard a soft knock on the door .I opened my eyes and wiped my unwanted tears with the tissue paper and went to open the door expecting Abbey outside who is pinging me since last thirty minutes .
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My eyes widened the size of saucers witnessing Chloe at my door.She was dressed in a plain peach dress ,her face like always laced in natural beauty but the eyes which attracted me at first sight were depicting some sort of pain .They were blank.Reason
I knew well.
"Hey..."she forced a smile pretending to be happy.
"Hey...you here..?"I was hesitant
to look into her eyes directly.
There was an awkward silence between us .Of coarse we shared the most of the nights together inside the single sheet exploring each other every time but the situation for changed in few hours.
"Congratulations.... finally you're trapped by the kuckiest girl.."she chuckled but it came like someone punched me on my face.
"Chloe you know...the circumstances are responsible for this.."I said in a calm tone as much as I could.."And one more thing..no one can tame Randhir Singh Shekhawat..."I ushered huskily near her.
"Doesn't matrer now..."she replied looking hurt.
I took few steps back and looked away .
"Randhir..I knew we don't have something between us but it doesn't mean there wasn't anything..at least from my side..."she spoke her voice started cracking.
"Chloe..I am helpless.."I said .
"I am not complaining Randhir trust me..I had prepared myself for this day on the very moment we consummate..."she said in a confident tone.
"I..I..am sorry.."I could only say at the moment as my mind stopped thinking of an appropriate answer.
"Please don't coz I don't want you to start your new life with some sort of guilt of regret...please if you're thinking about my feelings then stop..I am alright Randhir..I've accepted it ..now you should tell look ahead in your new life and welcome her with open heart..."she said .
Her selfless statement shook me from inside out.How can be someone so nice to the person who brutally broke her heart.
"I can never accept her as my wife..she is just a responsibility imposed on me by Dadu..."I greeted my teeth remembering about my soon to be bride.
"Randhir... don't make any mistake in anger that you'll repent later..she must be a nice girl who has the merits be your wife...Your Grandpa's experienced eyes definitely had seen something in her that he chose her
for you..."she said .
I had nothing to retort back.She made me speechless everytime.Taking a deep breath I leaned forward and pressed my lips lightly on her lips.We knew it's the final good bye.
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"I am gonna miss you.."she whispered near my lips and moved back increasing the gap between our bodies .
"You're the most amazing girl I ever met.."I spoke .
"Good bye..Randhir..have a happy married life..."saying these last words she disappeared in a blink of eyes.
I too straightened myself and moved out of the room to make her life a living hell just like mine.
Outside the castle,Abbey was waiting for me near the car .He waw glancing at his wrist watch time to time .
"I am here brother.."I said thus he looked up at me.
"I saw her coming out..is there was something more than physical intimacy between you too..."he knitted his brows together at me.
I avoided his gaze and hoped inside the car.
"Abbey if you want to stay then I am also okay with that..."I yelled without sparing a glance at him.
"It seems you're already prepared for your new relationship..so fast bro.."he giggled earning murderous glare
from me.
He seated beside me as my best man.
Soon the car started running to the final destination of my life as a
free bird.
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The car stopped in front stone threshold of the chapel.Abbey came down first and stood waiting for the chauffer to open the door for me.
As soon as the chauffer opened the door,I composed myself and straightened the creases of my suit coz the swarm of media pounced upon us.Thanks to our giant tall bodyguards who made a safe wall between us and the crowd and I made my way inside the chapel.
My legs were shaking with the each step I was taking to the alter where the priest in his traditional white cloak was standing.
On the either rows on my both side,I saw my family and the known faces who stood to welcome me .Lastly my eyes landed on my Dadu,who had a contented smile on his face as if he was relived from the burden of responsibilities.
Averting my gaze from him,I stood in front of the priest .Now everyone's eyes darted on the entrance for the bride but I was least bothered .She real doesn't exist for me.
After a while I sensed the atmosphere went silent,she must had arrived.The anger again started boiling inside me.I already started loathing her.
In a minute or two ,she was standing facing me but I was adamant to look at her however I noticed a very young boy holding her hand.He must be her brother .He passed a broad smile to me and surprisingly I refunded his gesture by smiling back at him.He went back to sit in the front row beside a woman in Indian attire ,she must be their mother.I could feel my grandma's image in her.
My thoughts came to the halt when priest started the wedding oaths.
"Do you Randhir Singh Shekhawat, take Sanyukta Agrawal, to be your wife?"
I glared at her who had her face covered with the lacy veil enough to hide her face from everyone.
I started taking the vows not caring the depth and meaning of it ,"I Randhir Singh Shekhawat, take you, Sanyukta Agrawal, to be my wife to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do us part."
The priest then turned to her.
"Do you Sanyukta Agrawal, take Randhir Singh Shekhawat, to be your husband?"
I closed my eyes to calm my frantically beating heart .I didn't
want to hear her.
"Yes I do.."I heard her slow mumble .
Then the priest asked us to exchange the rings.Abbey forwarded a red velvet box in which a diamond solitaire was studded.
I took the ring .The cold metal seemed to burn my skin.She forwarded her hand and I hastily slide it into her finger.
My sister Andy gave her the expensive platinum band and told her to put it into my finger.at that moment I wanted to run away.However I forwarded my hand keeping the promise in my mind which I gave to my Grandpa.
She slide it taking her own time.I observed her fingers were trembling.
"May these rings be blessed as a symbol of your union. As often as
either of you look upon these rings, may you not only be reminded of
this moment, but also of the vows you have made and the strength of
your commitment to each other.On the God's grace I am declaring you as man and wife for the rest of your loves..Now you may kiss the bride.."The priest declared and asked me to do the most dreading thing.
"You're gonna pay for it..dear wify.."I muttered which was only audible to me ,I leaned onto her and with tightly pressed lips,I pecked her lips for a nano second.
The entire hall echoed with the applaud everybody made for encouraging us for our new journey as husband and wife.
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