《Tumse Na Jaane Kyuin✓》Chapter- 19 [last]
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“” Arnav said settling beside Khushi on the bed.
“” Khushi spoke
“” Arnav confessed
Khushi smiled snuggling closer to him, “” She whispered
“” Arnav reminded her
“” Khushi said softly.
“”
“”
“” Arnav asked softly
“” Khushi said
“” Arnav asked “”
“” Khushi reasoned.
Arnav sighed, “” He asked.
Khushi shrugged “”
“” Arnav said cupping her face. “”
Khushi's eyes lit up instantly, causing Arnav to smile. “”
He smiled kissing her nose making her giggle “” Arnav confessed joining her forehead with his.
“” Khushi said, Arnav smirked down at her
“” Arnav pecked her lips pulling her closer “”
Khushi closed her eyes, Her head on her husband's chest, One of her arms wrapped around his torso. Arnav couldn't blink at the picture this little woman in his arms presented, So innocent and adorable yet so arousing, He kissed her forehead and her tummy wishing good-night to both his angels.
“” Arnav mumbled
“” Khushi imitated a baby voice, looking cuter than ever.
“” Arnav tried to act stern
“” Khushi said “”
Arnav chuckled “” He said
“” She asked curiously
“” He traced her soft lips
“” Arnav whispered.
“” Khushi smiled, burning a deep shade of red
“” Arnav said huskily.
Khushi bit her lip shyly and buried her face in her Arnav-ji's chest while he wrapped his arms around her crushing her to himself
Anjali was sitting on the bed folding her clothes, Shyam was looking at her constantly from the corner of his eyes
“” Anjali glared at him
“” Shyam said softly
Anjali sighed and stood up holding her baby bump, Shyam stepped forward to support her
“” Anjali said curtly
“” Shyam said calmly
“” Anjali said.
Shyam smiled, “” He said caressing her hair gently
Anjali nodded, “”
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“” Shyam said softly
Of course.. She would need time.
Anjali looked up at him, She could still see only love in his dark-grey orbs, The same love that had been there when he had married her, His eyes still reflected the emotion with so much of sincerity.
“” She asked “”
Shyam sighed, Is that not what had scared him, Her heartbroken face? And not that he had an excuse to explain his actions, He was just being a jerk and he accepts that.
“” He said sincerely
“” Anjali reminded him “”
“” He said guiltily “”
“” She asked
“” Shyam pleaded
“” Anger evident in her voice as she spoke
“” Shyam said, angry and helpless tears ran down his cheeks.
“” Anjali sobbed
“” Shyam pleaded.
“” Anjali said
Shyam smiled brightly “”
“” Anjali said flatly
“” Shyam said.
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