The warmth and nervousness behind her chilly facade made him want to tease her more .
He pulled out another box which had a T-shirt and pants .
"Did you buy them too?" his voice softened . This time no cartoon print, but simple plain sky blue T shirt .
Until this day, the man always dressed in formal suits . Would he wear them? Did he like them? She searched for any signs on his face .
She regretted faced with indifferent expressionless Vivan .
Why would that boy bring these clothes? She had casually dumped them in her cupboard .
"Yes, that day I went shopping . "
"With Reeya?"
"Hmm, I bought them . No, Reeya . . . she bought them," she blurted out, flustered . She talked and didn't realize he was staring at her with a sly smile .
Yet the mention of Reeya shook her for a moment . It was a pity, she won't get to spend days like those in the future . She got selfish and chose her husband's life over her friends . But then they had their fate entangled due to presence of Ashay . He liked Reeya so did Ira .
Vivan, on the other hand, was on cloud nine . As it turns out, she didn't forget him that day . He glanced at Ira fidgeting with her clothes, waiting for his response .
"Okay, I have to wear it for my wife to see . " Vivan pinched her nose .
A beam appeared on her face . Her fair cheeks looked beautiful under the mild sunshine falling from the window .
He almost couldn't hold back the desire to pinching those .
So she bought clothes for him when they were out . In a way, this could be the first gift she gave him .
How could he not wear them?
In fact, he liked these comfortable pants and T-shirts but he had an image to keep before his wife . To present himself as sexy, elegant and refined man he never wore casual clothes even when home . He was anxious to make a good impression . Always in shirts, suits, and pants . Even the pyjamas were classy and sleek .
When you meet the Queen, You have to bow the right way, at the right distance, and at the right moment . How can you not dress right in front of her?
Ira was a queen for him .
Maybe now he could act himself, let go of his anxiety .
With her confession last night and the gift he felt as he was walking on air, in perfect bliss .
At this moment he wanted to hold her close .
"Help me wear it," he said, waving the spongebag underpants in front of her .
"Uh" Her smile became a stiff .
"Should I call the nurse?"
"No need . " She snorted and dismissed her fears . So what if someone sees us? We are an officially married couple . And I am just helping him wear clothes .
Despite this, she was alert . Her mind focussed on any sound at the door . She couldn't close it . Closing the door was more embarrasing .
Chapter end
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