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Chapter 3

Disha's POV

"....... Are you even listening to me Disha?" Rishabh says.

"Yeah." I say. I am really trying to listen to him but I can't seem to do it. We are sitting in the cafeteria of the office. I wanted to go to my cafe for some alone time but Rishabh stopped me telling he wanted to say something. Our office is not very big. It has just two floors but considering we are in a very small town it's big enough. Our office provides financial supports to poor people by giving them money on interest.

So the important topic which rishabh wanted to discuss is him telling me about his new girlfriend who has turned clingy. Being a very small town Rishabh is quite a catch for girls and Rishabh takes that to his benefit. But he had never dated girls who are innocent. And I have been the one who always helps him getting breakup.

"So in short I have to help you." I interrupt his talking. With a huge smile he nods his head and I just shake my head. Because of him only I am called rude and insensitive by all the girls.

"So where is she?" I ask.

"Behind you. The girl in the red top, seating alone and glaring at me." I turn my head and see her. And frankly she is glaring at me and not him. The chair creaks as I stand up. With a confident look I walk towards her while swaying my hips.

I stop before her table and put my hand on my hip. "Girl are you stalking my boyfriend?" I ask. The others around us stop doing whatever they were doing as their attention drive towards us.

"No I am not?"

I make a confuse look "Oh really....but I haven't seen in you here ever as according to my information this cafeteria is only for employees."

"No I don't work here. I just came here to see Rishabh."

"Are you talking about the rishabh who works here?" I ask playing dumb. Everyone knows even her that I am playing dumb.

"Yeah."

"Oh that's fantastic because that rishabh is my boyfriend and he is here only..." with an excited look I turn my head to my previous seat "There he is.... Rishabh come here this girl is waiting for you." He nods his head. He comes and stands beside me. Instantly I round my hand around his back as his goes on my shoulders giving her a perfect couple pair.

"Now what do you call this as according to me this is stalking." I state.

"Rishabh what is she talking about. You told me that I am your girlfriend and now she is calling herself your girlfriend and accusing me of stalking my own boyfriend." Her whole attention is now towards Rishabh.

"Malika I really like you and still do but....but as a friend. I really wanted us to be friends but you... wanted to become more than friends and I didn't wanted to break your heart so I said yes. And my girlfriend Disha already knows that. Right Disha?"

"Yeah. I already know everything." I reply.

"You both are so disgusting." With that she leaves.

"Disha is sweet but she is kind of.. rude sometimes." I hear someone say from cafeteria.

"You should stop doing all this and pulling me in your shit also." I grumble. I turn and sit on my previous seat. He also occupies his original seat.

"Sorry. And I did that for revenge. She had dumped one of my friend and I wanted to let her feel the same way my friend felt but I doubt she would feel anything."

"Yeah right." I mumble as she did look like that type of person. I don't judge a person on their outer look but I can't stop myself sometimes.

"But you have changed." He says.

"Like what?" I ask casually wanting to continue our conversation.

"Like when we were in our college days you were shy, timid and naive type...." Instantly I get a visual of that time "but look at you now a totally different person... Bold and confident. I still remember when you came to work here I was shocked to see you as you know..let's not go their so as I was saying that time also you were like your old self but with the passage of time you have become the person who is confident and bold."

I clear my throat "You are right. When you start to live alone you don't have any other choice as been naive and timid will get you trampled by other people." I say. When Bhai got me a apartment I wanted to earn by myself. Bhai did said that I don't have to but been alone had me crying and overthinking everything. And to keep my mind occupied I started searching for jobs.

The interviews used to be so hard for me as I was never a person who can talk to strangers. But I got lucky with this job as it came on its own.

Many people used my timid side to their benefit. It took time to answer back those people but I got it in control as I didn't had anyone to answer them at my place. Seeing me sad many people tried to know the reason. One of them being Rishabh. I did tell rishabh the truth but not the whole truth. So I started putting up a happy or cheerful face which fooled everyone thinking I am happy. I also came to know that because of vihaan rishabh had to leave the college and he didn't got the time to say anything to me.

I wanted to be angry at Vihaan's this doing but I never got angry. Must be because I left him and this was the biggest punishment to him as he never wanted us to be separated.

I never watch business news or any type of news dreading to come across a news which can break my heart. But I know that Raj uncle announced that I left vihaan for my dream job. I am not angry about that because if they had told the real truth not only Malhotra's but my family would had also got affected. And no one accused me as according to bhai vihaan worded it out so sweetly that I became a inspiration for girls.

"Hey are you their?" I come out of my thoughts.

"Yeah...what were you saying?" I ask. I wave my hand to Anjali as she was passing by our table. She beamed back and waved me back.

"So I was saying that you and vihaan...." my smile instantly vanishes away. "have separated I-I mean you both have gotten divorced so I was thinking....but th-that will not tamper our friendship obviously...I Disha I"

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