Ishra FF- Main aur Mrs.Khanna- COMPLETED - Page 2

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Chapter 2

Where would he take her? A hotel? No he couldn't just leave her in a random place all alone. His house, then? No way, he would never bring her into his home and he would have to answer so many questions from Mihir, Romi and Ruhi. He could never let her come near Ruhi. He couldn't take her to her own house, for he didn't know where her parents lived. They were former neighbours, but he had no idea of their whereabouts now. And then he realized, he could take her home, to her real home.

"I am such a fool. Ashok's not here, but his house is still here. I'll drop her off there."

It was the longest 15 minute drive of his life. He tried to keep his eyes on the road, but couldn't stop himself from turning over and looking at her. Every time he looked over, he hoped she would wake up because now he was started to get worried. She looked really tired and god knew how long she had been running away from those morons. The thought of her being harassed by those nasty men made him tightened the grip on the steering wheel causing sharp pain in his right hand. He then realized, his hand was cut probably by one of those goons. He tried to wrap it, but it was next to impossible, so decided to ignore the pain and continued driving with one hand.

"Finally!"

He said his thoughts out loud as he turned into the street where Ashok's house was. There was a time where coming here would be part of his everyday routine, and now it had become a place where he never even want to go near. But alas today he was left with no choice, but to enter this very house where he had lost her to him 6 years back.

He stopped the car right in front of the gate. The watchman who had been sleeping until woke up due to the car lights and ran over to the car. Raman asked the man to open the gate so he could drop Ishita inside and the watchman stared at him confused at first. He told Raman he couldn't let him in since no one would be at home, and he couldn't let just anyone in. Raman wondered to himself why the watchman would say no one was living here when Ishita was right here in India. But he convinced himself by saying she probably arrived today or was maybe at her parent's home. He told the guard he had brought Ishita here and after fully convincing him, he finally drove inside and parked his car in front of the giant house.

He walked over to other side of the car, opened the door, and picked her up. Picking her up in his arms suddenly brought back the pain in his hand, but he tried to ignore since there was nothing he could do about it.

"Oh God till today, she is so heavy. Always gives me pain when I pick her up." He said jokingly to himself forgetting all his hate for a moment.

He smiled to himself remembering how he used to tease her by calling her fat and chuckled remembering the cute pout she used to make at times and how she would tease back by telling him he wasn't strong enough to pick her.

He came out of his thoughts when he reached the door of the mansion. He was about ring the doorbell when the door was opened by the old caretaker. He had noticed the car come in and seen Raman carrying Ishita and had immediately recognized the two. He led Raman to the master bedroom upstairs. He opened the door for him once they had reached the room.

As the bedroom door flung open, Raman was faced with a giant picture frame on the wall of her and her husband. He was filled with disgust to see her standing next Ashok and he couldn't get his eyes off the hand on her shoulder. He was so filled with repugnance, he failed to notice how her smile in the photo never reached her eyes, how she put up a fake face, how the couple looked like they were forced into the photo. He angrily walked into the room and placed her onto the bed.

The caretaker left and Raman was about to leave when he was stopped by her chain which was stuck to the button of his shirt. He leaned over and was almost on top of her. As her fingers fiddled with the chain struggling to free his button from it, he kept on staring at her. Her lips were painted cherry red perfectly and her lip gloss made them shine in the light. He had the sudden urge to kiss them, but controlled himself by turning his attention back to the chain. As he finally untangled it, she started too mumble something and opened her eyes.

Seeing him, she immediately got up with a jerk and in the process she hit her forehead with his.

"What are you doing!" He yelled at her as he held his forehead.

"What am I doing? It's more like what are you doing on top on me!?" She yelled back.

"I wasn't doing anything, your stupid chain got stuck on my button, so I was untangling it. I have no interest in doing anything to a married woman, do you get that?"

She lowered his gaze feeling bad for yelling at him right after he had helped her and brought her home safely. As she lowered her gaze, she saw his hand covered in blood and instantly, concern overtook her. She got up and step towards him to help him.

"Raman, your hand is bleeding, let me bandage it for you."

"Oh so now you're concerned for me. A minute ago, you were blasting me for no reason. Forget it, I don't need your help."

"Raman, I'm sorry. I was just shocked to see you all of a sudden and thought you were-."

"You know what? I don't care about what you think I do and don't. You have a habit of misunderstanding everything I do all the time. You already think the worst of me, so I have nothing to lose! "

That's all he said before he stormed out of the room leaving her crying and leaving her to regret over their broken relationship.

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Next Update : Ishita's POV