Tell Me I'm Yours のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 71 - チャプター 80

A Month later Due to reasons best known to her alone, Sarita kept postponing her visit to the hospital for her appointment. She was supposed to have gone for her second check up but she refused to do so. Her mother bugged her about it, got no tangible reason from her and left her to it. It was her life, she thought, she was the one carrying the baby so she could damn well do anything she wanted. "Ma'am." Sarita raised her hand to get the attention of her geometry teacher. "You can ask your questions after I'm done." Mrs Clarke said. "Can I be excused?" Sarita felt like her bladder would burst if she didn't get a move on. "I need to use the restroom." "Of course." She said. "Thank you." She shot to her feet and hurried out of the class. Her classmates burst out laughing. "What's funny?" Mrs Clarke demanded. "She walks like a penguin." A girl snickered. "So I walk like a penguin?" Mrs Clarke arched a brow, resting her hand on her protruding belly. She was also pregnant. The

"Not on your life!" Vikrant roared. "Never!""Never?" Karan chuckled softly."NEVER." Vikrant repeated emphatically. "I'd prefer to die than to give them up. They're mine." He took a deep breath to calm himself down and flashed Karan a smile. "Sarita included.""Is that so?" Karan challenged. "Are you sure you want to go down this road?""You got greedy... Friend." Vikrant answered. "You upped the stakes so I'm doing the same. I want all three of them for myself."Karan laughed. "I like your son, Mr Suryavanshi." He told Rohan as he rose to his feet. "He's brave, but I'm sorry to say... Stupid." He seared Vikrant with a death glare. "Friday 5pm, Exodus Arena. Don't be late.""You want to fight with him?" Rohan asked."Fight to the death." Karan said. "Loser relinquishes his rights to the girl and the babies." He sized Vikrant up. "I heard you won the U18 MMA award two years ago and your opponent was a year older than you were - bigger than you were too.""So?""You're not green behind

Two days later "I did tell you that he'd come around, didn't I?" Kaly reminded Sarita as they stopped by her locker during the second period. Kaly's definition of Vikrant 'coming around' was a hello from him and a concerned look. She figured that it was better than behaving like strangers but in Sarita's books, that was nothing. If anything, it made her both anxious and angry wondering when they'd make up. She wasn't scared to admit that she'd missed him like crazy and hoped she wasn't the only one feeling miserable. She inputted the combination for her locker, opened the door and gasped when she saw the flowers and hearts littering her locker. There was a bouquet of red roses, a chocolate box wrapped in red ribbon, a handmade heart-shaped card and a heart-shaped globe that had tiny red hearts floating inside of it and a photo of the two of them smiling at each other. "Oh. My. God." Kaly's jaw dropped open. She grabbed the card, opened it to peruse what was written inside and

Three weeks later Tears streamed down Sarita's cheeks when she walked into Vikrant's hospital room and saw him awake. The first week had been a rollercoaster ride for her as his blood pressure had dropped all of a sudden and the doctors had fought really hard to bring it back up. She'd been in school when she got a call from his father that he'd woken up and was asking to see her, so she'd gotten a leave from school and came straight to the hospital in the car his father had sent for her. She settled down on the chair his father had been sitting on and moved it closer to the bed, clasped his hand in hers and raised it to her lips. "You scared me to death, Mayank." She accused amidst tears. "I thought I'd never see you again." "I'm sorry." His smile was faint and his voice hoarse. His face was regaining its pallor but he still looked pale. "Don't ever try that again. Do you understand?" She hit him gently. "I forbid you." "Are you hitting a patient, Anushka? A very sick one at

They were married. She was his wife but Vikrant still felt very nervous as he stood at the altar waiting for Sarita to walk in. Her father had not been very happy after they told him that they intended to wed in the church after their traditional wedding but he'd given his consent, agreeing to walk her down the aisle. He straightened his jacket, checked his cuffs as the pianist began to play the wedding march song and almost wiped the sweat off his brows but he caught himself and silently cleared his throat. His breath hitched in his throat as the doors opened and Kaly walked in holding a small bouquet of peonies, followed by the ring bearer; Michael's cousin Sean and the flower girl and finally his bride appeared with her father. The walk to the altar took forever but he didn't mind as all he thought of was how gorgeous she was in the embroidered tulle wedding dress with a sweetheart neckline that she was wearing. He thought that he was a very lucky bastard because she was his to h