"I saw that you were perfect, and so I loved you. Then I saw that you were not perfect and I loved you even more. "

~Angelita Lim

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To be continued..

s's face visibly drained all the colours instantly.

His emotionless facade broke completely showing his vulnerability, grey eyes turned blank with nothing left inside them he looked down at his wife. Speechless! Scared..!

The fear of losing her gripped his heart suffocating his chest.

All his fears were coming true.

She wants to separate from me? Can I ever let her go?

Even if it makes her unhappy..

"So? Do you accept? It's only fair solution.. Isn't it?" Saanvi squitted her eyes watching his lips straightened into a thin line, sealing his mouth completely. Unwilling to answer her in yes or no.

Andres fist clenched around the small ring clutched between his palms, he wanted to break it off but can he ever hurt the only thing which binds her to him?

A visible gloom in depth of the silver can be detected with so much intensity Saanvi moved her lashes from his face unable to handle the heat of his continuous stare. Her body hurts, the hand she used to beat Viraj throbbed currently with so much pain but it was no where near the look of despondence in his features.

No!! Andres remained immovable, his jaw tensed as he breathed sharply from lashing out on her.

He has faith she will remember everything, one day. It was her slurred speech in drunkness but he believed her blindly. And she proved it right. She remembered everything.

After signing the marriage certificate, Saanvi stared at their signatures with amazement. "This.. hehe.. looks-s real."

Andres stared at her innocent childish tactics and replied with clipped tone "Because it's real."

He was getting affected by her closeness.

Saanvi gazed her name with fondness her voice soft as she stared at the official stamp "I came in London in dream of getting married to my crush. Was I dumb to take easy way if running away to escape forced marriage from my parents and trusting a stranger man instead. I was abondonaned.. wuuuhhh!!.. today and miracle,*sniff* I got married today.. hehe.. I'll remember you. I'll remember everything looking at this paper. So fascinating.. husband..ooops.. not husband.. pati dev..haha.."

She sure remembered everything. But was the timing right? Was the timing ever going to be right? What if her answer was still same even after few years? Divorce?? He hated this word more and more as the time passed rather slowly.

He wanted to say No. He wanted to say he give her anything she desires in this lifetime.. her every small demands.. her orders. Her wishes.. everything but not that!

.. but looking at the emotions clearly written on her face.. Was it sadness? Anger or Disgust she was feeling for him? He cannot digest her hatred for him.

In long way of taking care of his wife.. he has come to feel more deeper for her..

Fell everyday.. every second for her..

Her different reactions.. her different tactics.. her tears ...her cute smiles.. her devilish mind..

He fell for everything..

He has started to love her.

~

The atmosphere was tense and silent as they both stared at eachother without saying a word. While the girl looked pale from her injuries the man was not better either. His face lacked any warmth. He was torn and broken, fighting with his inner breast who wanted to show her his dominance. But he can never hurt her.

He has fell for her.

He has fell for his wife.

The only woman who could make his heart flutter only using her small subtle smiles and stealthy glances towards him whenever she thought he never noticed her.

"I--" Andres opened his mouth to say something. Anything to persuade her to stay or give him one chance to prove himself. Was he getting successful? No. He doesn't want to manipulate her emotions for him. She won't be happy.

Unhappy!

Unhappy!.yes... she will be unhappy with me..

"Stay --" He wanted to plead her. His voice was hoarse and he breathed through his lips to calm himself.

Andres who was preparing a speech in his head, clenched and unclenched his jaw looking nothing at particular. His mind overwork to find right words and he never saw it coming, a small body suddenly jumping on him. His legs almost lost balance when he regained his position, due to his quick reflexes his hands quickly held her waist steading her and then he felt something. Something soft and wet touch his lips.

Saanvi clutched his shirt collar between her fingers, balling it into a fist with one hand while the other went to tug back of his neck pulling him impossibly down. Pressing their lips together she hummed in satisfaction.

Her toes left the ground ignoring the pain in her body as she tried to match his height in hope of getting full access to his mouth. She was thrilled.

Her brown eyes fluttered closed in peace and she could feel his eyes wide open in suprise. She has lot to learn in field of kissing, and she tried to move her lips in a slow rhythmic phase feeling his heartbeat close to her body. Sometime, timid and shy then speeding up with boldness she tried everything to put on her kiss. She missed him.. so much.. she felt lonely lying alone in hospital bed staring at white walls all the time..

Andres landed in clear daydream of savoring her touch. Her familiar touch burned his lips branding it with her taste and he struggled to get control over his surfacing emotions and surrendered at last tasting her addictive sweetness, little chapped but warm, he craved her touch more than her.

His arms encircled around her petite body controlling his desire to pull her tightly closer, he collected her against his chest taking control over her clumsy lips which continued moving directionless, lacking perfect skills needed for kiss, and it did nothing but fuelling his desire to teach her more, taste her more harshly.

His suppressed emotions flowed through his body and he found his teeths biting her lower lip hardly earning a painful moan from her along with metallic taste on his tongue.

Andres was jolted back in present, feeling the metalic taste was her blood, the spell was broken. He could suddenly hear his little brother's unwanted voice of advice "GOODBYE KISS! WOMEN WILL KISS YOU LAST TIME TO GET CLOSER"

His tongue tasted the little warm liquid of blood Inside his mouth and instantly he pulled away, removing her hands from his shirt in hurry.

Goodbye Kiss!

Closer!! Goodbye kiss!!

He stepped looking horrified, turning away his back towards her feeling defeated. The effect of shock of her demanding divorce was wearing off in place of realisation made him more angry. He was irritated.

"I don't want your goodbye kiss." His voice came out harsh but he didn't dare to look back at her hurt face. He couldn't contain his emotions anymore. He hardly felt anything emotional for any woman and when he did the woman was rejecting him.

His hands frustrated moved inside his dark hairs messing it up crazily.

Saanvi held the edge of the hospital bed for little support.

She flinched hearing his angry voice. She hasn't seen him this angry ever, atleast not in front of her. He was mostly calm, collected and caring towards her.

He even pulled away from kissing me! Doesn't he likes kissing me anymore?

She looked at her fingers, then back at his stiff back towards her. Guilt seeping through her stomach for playing with him so mercilessly.

Kya kru? (─.─||）

Coax him to calm down? This what should a doctor do right?

(What should I do?)

She gazed at his foot which continued tapping on the ground while his hands slumped at his sides tightly in a fist. His knuckles turned white and she was scared approaching him.

Hey bhagwan ye maine kya kr diya!! *Fidgeting nervously* It's my fault.

(Oh god what have I done!!)

Taking small calming breaths she took hesitated steps towards him.

What if he gets more angry?

But he won't hurt you. Her mind retorted back confidently.

Right. He can never. She felt relieved thinking about the times he has shown her his soft side and even small tactics to glue to her. Even going lengths to bring a small crampy car with hardly any space for two people to move. Offering her job, visiting her in a pub.. giving her his rare beautiful smiles. He even looked so hot with gun struck between his hands threatening drunk woman..

Her brown eyes sparkled with admiration. He has already craved godly image in her mind and it was difficult to think he did something bad...she won't even have hard time believing if he killed a man in front of her..it was impossible to not notice every little he did for her without showing off to her or anyone.

Ye insaan such mai mera pati hai? Ya mai ek sapna dekh rhi hu? *Pinched cheek* owwh!! It's real.

(Is this human really my husband? Or I'm dreaming?)

She can see the tightness of his muscles under his flexing shirt. Off! And her pervert mind was activated immediately.

She shook her head to clear ber vision. Mens are supposed to be lustful not womens.

Yes they have so much to talk about. A lot communication, truths, secrets is lacking between their relationship. But his mysterious personality attracted her even more towards him..

If she compare him with her choice of man Viraj...eww.. that worm is nowhere near dirt on his shoes..

While, he is..

Handsome check

Tall, Ahh.. plus point

Rich and mature, no.. no don't go towards gold digging thoughts..

Fidgeting with her fingers she looked at his back one more time.

She was coward when it came to sooth angry peoples emotions.. she wasn't good at consoling anyone.. but she should try atleast.. something inside her badly wanted to coax him gently.

I have bruised body ..hey Durga maa let him have mercy on me before throwing me away in anger!! *Pleading look* (*﹏*;)

S

topping behind him she slowly and hesitantly moved both her hands around his stomach, feeling his back tense at the contact of her skin. His body went stiff in alert and she took this chance to press her cheeks against his back and waited for his reaction.

5 seconds..

2 more seconds..

When he didn't react she couldn't help but smile feeling contented.

"Your so silly" She mumbled diving into his shirt and instantly she felt something was missing with his not so perfect look today. He looked dishevelled, worrying her slightly "Can you imagine suddenly waking up in a hospital bed with bruised body, attached to IV and some tortured memory of your boyfriend suddenly married to someone else other than you circulating in news everywhere.."

He tensed more but remained quiet signalling her he was listening carefully.

".. and then it suddenly struck you you were met with accident.. and fell in middle of empty road with your whole body hurting like dead, no one beside you.. you can only hear people screaming at you to not close your eyes.." Saanvi closed her eyes feeling herself tearing. She paused to take some breath before continuing "then you have sudden flashback of marrying your new boyfriend who you thought married someone else.. lied and betrayed you and played all along.."

Her fingers tightened around his body and then she smiled widely "but was he really married to some other woman! But not me? So confusing you see. I stayed awake nights to think about everything and the end result"

"You tricked drunken me" She complained.

Saanvi wanted to laugh feeling him getting more tense and restless.

She wanted to drool from the way her hands actually touched hard godly muscles of his stomach. Hard, flat not bulging with food and perfect for cuddling at night. Hairs on nape of her hairs stood up in excitement. Married. I am really married to my boyfriend.

"Give me a divorce" she repeated her words and Andres flinched internally. It was painful listening to her words and his body wasn't making things any easier. He was getting restless feeling her completely plastered on his back torturing his control.

"That would have been my words, so relax." Saanvi finally couldn't control but giggled loudly. "At first, I was soo angry at you for lying to me all along but as the time went with me enclosed inside these white walls, with not very cheerful girl beside me and broken phone, I realised something."

If she would have died and not gotten second chance to confess to him.. she shivered thinking about the scary possibility.

"Btw, Why did you wait longer? Why not kidnapp me directly after marrying me? Those wattpad guys always kidnap their wives after marriage.. or have you not heard about fictional hot werewolf alpha males they kidnap their mates..." She mumbled lowly after realising something more horrifying, "oh no! I missed my wedding night"

Now Andres had enough of her words. She wasn't clear about her intentions and rubbing herself on him everytime she talks. It was too much for him to handle with his heart already resting on his sleeves stabbing him painfully.

Taking both of her small hands between his he turned to face her and was greeted with her cutest shy smile but when he didn't smile back her smile dropped into a frown.

Her eyes casted down to look at their joined hands and he instincvely took hold of her chin forcing her to look at him directly.

"What are you trying to say, Saanvi? I-I don't understand." His voice came out tired and Saanvi felt guilty giving him stress.

She just wanted to test his feelings and wanted to know the real reason behind his hasty descision to marry a drunk girl.

Baby steps! She reminded herself.

"You are my husband, I'm your wife"

Andres nodded in agreement feeling bitter.

"Let's--Ahh.. Stay Married" Her face turned red and she looked away quickly. This was harder than confessing him to date her.

Andres: ●__●

speechless! Dumbfounded! Surprised!

There was suffocating silence.

The two of them stared at eachother.

The time stilled..

When he didn't react like she anticipated Saanvi pouted unhappily. Her eyes filled with unushered tears and she felt sour deep inside her heart she was feeling more emotional today. With her body scratched everywhere after falling in front of a car , her head was more active in emotional state.

Why is he so calm and silent?

Why isn't he talking? Does-s he..? Not want us together anymore?

He found someone else '◉⌓◉'

Feeling dreadful, Saanvi rubbed her slightly itching red nose. She doesn't want to cry in front of him.

Staying in hospital, with broken phone and no contact to anyone has made her feel more lonely in this foreign country. She was feeling effects of home sickness harshly.

Hearing her sniffing Andres broke out from his daze. His imaginable happy feets landed on ground with Sudden force of joy embracing his clear senses.

"Why are you crying?" His eyebrows furrowed unpleased seeing her hurt little wife tearing up suddenly a drop of tear sliding down from her cheeks which he rubbed with his thump.

"You-u don't want us together.. anymore" her voice cracked and the hell went loose, tears after tears run down her cheeks and the man found himself helpless. He hasn't ever dealt with a crying woman.

How to console a misunderstanding woman?

Hug her?

Pat her head like puppy?

If it wasn't for the woman he doted dearly he would have walked away without looking back.

Naturally holding her wet soft cheeks between his palms he was about to hug her soft body to him but stopped, looking up and down bandages on her body he was unsure where to touch her anymore. Her hands? Her back? Her legs?

What if he hurt her more?

Not knowing what to do or how to console a crying over emotional wife he leaned down to her height, softly with care his lips touched her tear in her right cheek startling her. He was successful when she suddenly stopped crying and he went to the other cheek, kissing away her salty tears. Now he knows how to make her stop crying. Effective advantageous way of consoling. He liked it.

"Shh!! Don't cry anymore." He softly muttered over her wet skin and proceeded to kiss her red nose and like it always reacted under his touch, it twitched getting itchy. He smiled, kissing her little scratched forehead.

"I want you, Mrs. Angelo" He kissed her temple and by the time his greedy mind was satisfied, he has kissed all over face. Her breathing was erratic and he could hear her heart beating faster with his closeness affecting her.

Right now, he was the happiest person Alive.

"Why?" He whispered his voice getting deeper "Why are you not angry with me?"

His silver eyes bored deeper into her eyes and she avoided his eyes before revealing vulnerable part of her heart to him.

"More than your lying, it hurted more thinking you married someone else but not me. I cannot let you go either."

Andres breathing stopped for second. The answer was more than he needed right now.

"I have lifetime to make up to you for my crimes." He kissed her hairs stroking her cheeks with his fingers. So precious.

Saanvi was pampered, feeling intoxicated with all the love showered over her sympathetic body. Mmm.. he really knows how to console a woman.

Saanvi bit her lips thinking about him being a perfect man for any women. Her heart instantly skipped with feeling of jealousy. How many womens was he before me? 50 or 100? How many women still in my competition to win over his heart? I'll muder all of them.

Saanvi who has used all her energy, physically or mentally felt drained and dizzy. She held Andres' arms to support herself, alerting him to look at her concerned.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Saanvi breathed a little "I need little rest."

"Ok. I'll stay here" Andres quickly decided.

Saanvi made a face. Should I tell him? Or..

"You should leave." She finally said it with tight lips with seriousness dripping her voice.

Gloom covered his face "why?"

Saanvi step back sitting on her bed before looking at him with amused smile "You stink."

"Hm?"

"You look like.. uhh.. how should I say, You haven't bathed forever and changed out of these clothes" she smiled slyly stealing a glance at him and yes, he became embarassed.

His pale skin of ears redden excluding his face which went back to his usual neutral, expressionless facade.

Oh! So he is good at hiding his emotions? What about his ears?