"Is a taunt present somewhere in those words?" he asked raising his eyebrow.
"Of course not! I was talking about how a person treats their loved ones not hated ones, Mr. Singh." I replied and moved away to leave the room.
However, he suddenly held my hand and dragged me back to make me stand before him. He stared at me in silence and I stared back at him with a frown.
"So, what now? You wish to become my loved one and I should fulfill it?" he asked, stepping near to me while I moved back not understanding this conversation which I don't know why did it even started.
"No!" I replied, shaking my head and tried to move away but his hold on my hand just tightened.
"Why not?" he asked and I felt more confused why is he asking all these.
However, I suddenly felt the cupboard pressing to my back, making me still but he didn't stop like me and continued to move which resulted in getting sandwiched between cupboard and him.
"Because all this is like temporary and just five months are there less two days." I replied and he stilled still staring at me.
"And we are getting late, Mr. Singh." I added feeling uncomfortable with his cologne reaching my nostrils with the close proximity.
"I hate this cologne." I mumbled to myself and he frowned at me before bending his head making my eyes widen.
However, he just pressed his nose to my throat and I immediately held his coat moving my hands. After a second he suddenly moved completely away from me while moving his hands on his coat to make it properly as I held it too tightly causing wrinkles.
"I hate yours too. Now, if you finished wasting time, we should be leaving for work." Saying that he turned to walk away and I lifted my hand as to punch him but stretched it when he immediately turned back.
"Don't be late." He added and finally left the room, after which I slumped leaning to the cupboard before slapping a hand to my forehead.
He was just checking my cologne as a retort to my words saying I don't like his one. He was just being himself with the intention of always retorting.
I walked downstairs to see Di, still standing in the living room and James too was present while Nakul is washing the plates.
"I will do it." I said, moving to his side which he completely ignored.
"I know how to do my own work." He said and I sighed at his split personality or maybe I have split personality in thinking about a person.
"Are you okay, Di?" I asked, moving back to her and she nodded, but glanced at James before looking at me.
"Yes! I just... nothing. I will just leave." Saying that she walked away and I frowned at her back before turning to see James also looking at her back before glancing at me.
I asked him raising my eyebrows to which he shrugged and I sighed before turning around to get clashed to Nakul who is standing behind me.
"Look, where you are going. That is what you want to say to me right, Mr. Singh?" I rushed the words out when he opened his mouth in anger but hearing what I said he shut his mouth.
"I will be in the car." We heard James and he walked off while Nakul stared at me with a frown.
"You know everything that I have to say, Maheshwari. Isn't it?" he asked and I stilled, but moved myself away from him to walk back inside the kitchen.
After packing my box, I walked out of the house to see both of them in the car. I sat in the passenger seat and stayed in silence.
"Are you going to wear all those Sarees?" James suddenly asked and I glanced at him.

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Unexpected Future!
General FictionWe think and we expect! We do this both a lot and without these there is not much to do. Will there be any action without expecting a future from it? If so, then that is amazing. However, it is not in most people's worlds. And mainly in four peopl...
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