All Chapters of MY INDIAN WIFE: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

“What are you planning?” Danny narrowed his eyes at Christian, while the latter sat on the couch crossing his legs, and took a sip of whiskey. “What do you mean?” Christian asked. “What I mean is…. what is going on in your evil mind? Why did you abruptly leave when Maya was talking about Lia?” Danny raised an eyebrow. “What’s going on?” Christian drew a deep breath. “Honestly, I don’t know!” He took a pause, taking another sip of his drink. “When Maya started talking about Lia, I felt nothing! No anger, no heartbreak, no frustration, I was just a little hurt, and that too, for Mishka.” Christian said. “Ever since Mishka left the table, my brain started wandering in a different direction. I felt guilty for treating her badly in the past. It’s like everything started flashing in the back of my mind and I couldn’t concentrate on Maya’s words, and finally, I went after Mishka and I’m glad I did because she needed me!” “Hmm….” Danny nodded his head. Christian looked at his whiskey in t

Mishka was sobbing quietly. Her eyes were dancing between Christian and the road, her mind clouded with all the old memories and her urge increased to meet the person waiting for her back in India. “Are we going to die?” Mishka asked in a choked voice. “No, I won’t you die. Just trust me, and jump out of the car once I ask you!” Christian answered. “WHAT! And you?” Mishka widened her eyes. “I’ll jump after you,” Christian said. Mishka shook her head. “No, you jump first!” Christian snapped in her direction. “Now, are we going to argue over this? Just do as I say, Mishka!” He shrieked at her while removing his seat belt, but she was in denial. “Are you crazy? I can’t leave you alone. You jump first, I’ll follow you. I promise!” Mishka stated firmly, her voice gradually lowered as she said the last part, but Christian didn’t answer. He was focusing on the front road and the back road through the side mirror. He wanted the highway to be perfectly empty before they jump. “Mishka, tr

Jake barged into his father’s study. “Did you try to kill them?” He shouted at the top of his lungs, and Dan looked at him with a poker face. He opened his mouth to speak, but Jake interrupted. “Oh sure, you try to kill them. It’s clearly visible on your damn face!” He spat and threw the chair on the nearest wall. Dan watched his actions. “Why do you care?” He knitted his eyebrows. “Because I love her! And because of your bloody scheming, Christian barred me from meeting her.” Jake screamed and Dan widened his eyes. “You’re in love with Christian’s wife? Now, this is getting interesting.” Dan smirked evilly and Jake turned quiet. “Is this the reason you refused to marry Jessica?” “It’s none of your business!” Jake snapped at him. “It is my damn business, you bloody moron. I’m doing all of this for you.” Dan thundered, throwing a glass vase at him, but luckily Jake dodged the attack, and the vase shattered on the floor. “I love Mishka. Deal with it!” Jake boldly stated, his eyes

Christian exactly knew the purpose of Lia’s call, but he was more interested to know her choice of words, and how she was going to present her request to him, and with a shark-like Cheshire grin on his face, Christian picked up the call. “Hey!” “Hey! How are you doing? I heard about your accident. Are you alright?” Lia pretended to be concerned about him. “Yeah, you’re calling four days later to check on me. So I guess I’m alive,” He answered in quite a rude tone, and Lia sensed it. She wanted to cut the call right away, but her eyes fell on Tommy, who was looking anxiously at her. “Are you there?” “Y-yes,” Lia answered. “Do you need something, Lia?” Christian asked. “Christian, actually the thing is, I want you to lift Tommy’s ban.” She gulped nervously. “He is a nice guy, I know him. Can you please do this for me?” “Tommy Blenth? Nice guy? Are you sure?” Christian asked in a grave tone. Unaware of Mishka’s presence behind him at the doorframe, who stopped in her track when she

“Does that mean she will be trapped in that stagnant body forever?” Luke asked in a choked voice. “According to the latest reports, unfortunately, the answer is yes! I have asked for CT Scan reports and I might change her medicines after analysing her reports, but I want you to prepare yourself that there is a ninety-five per cent chance she will not recover. I c-can’t give you false hopes.” Dr Ken said and sat next to Luke on the bench. “Luke, you are my childhood friend. I understand you, and I took this hopeless case just for your sake. You know I will do my best to bring back your Vera. I know how much you love her!” “Ken, please bring her back. I can’t live without her. I feel so guilty when I see her wheelchair-bound. If something happens to her, then I will commit suicide from the very same terrace.” Luke whimpered, tears spilling out from his eyes. “Don’t say that, Luke. I will try my level best to cure Vera and bring her back to life.” Dr Ken spoke while caressing his back.