On the other end of the phone line, Vivian was beaming .
Although not many words were heard, the tone was comparatively the gentlest he heard . Her call relieved all burdens he felt . The whole day he couldn't concentrate on a thing .
When he saw her breaking down yesterday, he didn't know whether she was crying tears of joy or tears of agony .
He was uncertain as what response she expected from him . She was on medications for improving fertility .
She wanted a baby . Didn't she?
Nevertheless, he still had doubts as to why would she look into abortion clinics .
But still, He decided to trust her . He will just have a good talk with her .
Yes, he wanted a child anxiously! Not just a baby . It's their baby, he wanted, or rather needed .
'Baby 2 years altogether, I could not tie down your mom with me . Now you do it for me!'
What he heard on the phone wasn't just an invitation for a meal . It meant that she disclosed the pregnancy to her parents .
'Didn't that mean you are happy about the baby?'
Yes! He loved her .
He wanted to tell her, ' I like you, I have always liked you', wanted to kiss her, although he was aware that it would disgust her even more .
She was a stubborn, arrogant woman who acts like a queen . Yet it was exactly this queen that made him fall in love . . . . . He fell in love with a strong woman and her flaming aura .
However, he was a Coward . A coward who can't even confess his love to his own "Wife" in fear that she would leave him .
'Now with the assurance of child I will audaciously and shamelessly pursue you' Vivian decided .
It was an arranged marriage for Ira but a loved one for him . She thought that they have met only twice, first the blind date and then directly on the day of engagement . She was wrong . They have met much earlier .
Howsoever the day she had forgotten was the day he was bewitched by her .
On that day,
At the signal, a car screeched due to sudden brakes . A woman just came in front of his car . Viv got down eager to check on her .
Hearing no cry for help, Vivian asked
"Are you hurt? Do you need to go to the hospital?"
The woman sat up, opened her purse, removed a Band-Aid applied calmly but swiftly on her knees . It was only when he saw her scraped knees, bruised hands . She wore a knee-length formal suit .
When she was getting up he asked: "Do you need help?"
"No"
While she just took the shoes with the broken heel in her hands and ran . . .
Ran with both knees scraped . . . Didn't it hurt?
By the time he could react she was long gone .
Then, he saw her second-time same day across the glass at her office .
He was hired to design and renovate the office .
While looking around the place; he saw the woman who just had an accident standing proudly in front of 10 middle-aged men giving a presentation . Oddly, it looked like a teacher giving a lecture .
Looking at her constantly moving around . Vivian's eyes could not help falling on her knees . He was distressed .
One of Band-Aid was oozing blood . All gazes absolutely focused on her radiant face . No one noticed her broken knee .
He was Bewitched!
She was a strong woman .
It was a woman who wore pain as diamonds on her neck .
Proud and noble .
Like his mother . . . Tara
Vivian was only 5 when his father left home . His mother single-handedly bought him yet became a distinguished designer . He wanted a woman like his mother .
That woman came to him .
But he could not win her .
Now he would risk it all!
Chapter end
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