All Chapters of Saving Grace : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Ananya's pov I was getting tired of standing in the heels and for hours and the crowd was getting on my nerves. Also people interested in what happened to me added to my irritation. Veer did stop media from talking about us, but we can't stop people from gossiping. The best way was to ignore them. But you can't ignore someone who's asking for your health in a genuine concern, no matter how many times you have said it that "I am fine." But no, they have to come and personally ask me. Of course, because they want to be in our good books. But it was irritating me now, if one more person would ask me then I would throw my drink on his face right then and I would be not at all guilty about it. "I am going to kill them." I muttered to a very amused Rudy. Apparently my best friend and my dearest husband were having their entertainment by watching me get irritated by them. Veer coughed, trying to suppress his laugh when he saw me glaring. "Oh come on Ana, they care about you." "If t

Flashback Veer was working in his study as usual till late night and Ananya was already sleeping in their room. "I brought you some coffee, Veer." An extra sickening voice rang in his ears, he turned his head to look at the owner of his voice and his face contorted in anger. There she was standing in just her robe, which was silk and a bit see through, she had loosened the tie of her robe that her cleavage was showing and the fact that the robe reached till her mid thigh clearly indicated why she was here. Veer wanted nothing but to throw her away from the house, but two things were stopping him. Number one, He knew Tanya could be dangerous and if he tested her she could harm his family. Number two, was her father he had good relations with him and also he as his business associate. "I don't need it Tanya, Go away." He forced his tone to be polite, but Tanya was hard skin. She knew that he didn't want her but she wanted him at all costs. "Is it because of that bitch ?" She screech

Veer’s povIt surprised me how life works. I thought a true man writes his own life but clearly I was wrong. I remember my Nanu telling me that one day I would find a girl who would turn my world upside down.And all I did was just laugh at that time. But now that I looked at the woman in my arms I wondered if he was true. Surely he was. My wife was the only woman who was on my mind and my body all the time. I expected her to pity me as an orphan when I told her about my past but all she did was cry for my pain and curse my parents.Even my mother.Mostly people who knew about my past pitied her but a part of me as a son was angry on her for leaving her children in this world to live a life of an orphan. The person who truly understood me without even telling me was my wife.The conversation with Anu in the office had an impact on her. She was quiet since she came home and wasn’t talking to me. She responded to me though but it was like she was holding herself back. It was true that I

Ananya's pov Rehan’s death was the shock in the family. It was his funeral today. Mama and Mami were inconsolable and Sarah was mourning over her brother’s death. Veer and Nani on the other hand were completely silent. They were doing all the rituals that required to be done but I knew there something going on.Veer was sitting on the sofa, a five o’clock shadow marring her face, giving him a regal look. Placing my hands on the either side of his head, I pressed my fingers to his forehead, applying pressure. He didn’t say anything but I could see the stiffness in his posture had started to loosen up. After few minutes he stopped me from doing anything and grabbing my wrist he sat me down beside him, holding me to his chest.“What are you worried about Veer?”My voice held concern but I got no reply, instead a quick peck on my forehead and a tightened hold on me.“Nothing important.”When in reaction he got was my death glare he chuckled slightly and then sighed heaving a deep breathe

Ananya's pov The whole day I spent with Veer making up for the lost time with my husband. And no, we did not made love or had sex for once in the whole time. Instead we spent the whole day decorating our house, making it more homey watching movies and then lazing around.“We need to decorate the house.” He said looking around the walls. “I think it is fully decorated and there is no need for any makeover of something.” The penthouse was pretty much aesthetic if you would ask me. It was definitely very cool and I liked when I visited it the first time. “Yeah, I know. But it doesn’t feel like home.” A smile graced my lips when he talked to me and continued looking around. And that’s how we started decorating our penthouse giving it a homey feel by placing our favorite flowers in the flower vase, hanging some family pictures besides the stairs wall that led to our room. Veer placed a picture of us at his study table with me kissing on his cheek and smiling softly with his eyes close