My Vulnerary Husband- our journey towards love - Chapter 262

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT AHEAD: READERS ARE WARNED TO PROCEED WITH CAUTION:: KEEP A REMOTE OF AC AND GLASS OF COLD WATER BY YOUR SIDE (:-D):: JUST DON’T KEEP ROTTEN TOMATOES AND EGGS TO THROW AT THIS AUTHOR IF THIS CHAPTER DOES NOT MEET YOUR EXPECTATIONS. (Author is running away… lol)

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|Eshan|

Realization dawned on Innaya’s face, and she swallowed her words. I could not explain everything to Innaya because of Arjun, and those videos. But, I could certainly provide her with enough information to satiate her worries and questions.

Her cool palms helped me to not get angry. I leaned down and kissed her shoulder by removing the strap from her shoulder blade. Innaya trembled underneath me.

“She was faking it. She knew about our marriage from very long, perhaps she had her ways of knowing about my every detail,” I said, lightly pressing her waist.

“W-why was she keeping an eye on you? If she was that desperate to get married to you, why go through all the troubles of watching you get married?” Innaya asked, “She could have confessed to you long ago.”

Breathing in a faint smell of her, I skimmed my nose across her shoulder blade going to the column of her throat. “I don’t know. All I know is that she and her mother- both are lunatics.”

Grasping her right hand I brought it to my lips. “Darling, I know you’ve been under constant pressure for the past one month,” I said, kissing her fingertips.

Innaya met my gaze and numerous questions were swirling in those deep eyes. Her sufferings of past one month, her torment flashed on her face and her eyes reddened, filling with tears.

“Why? Why she wanted to ruin my character, my life?” Her lips wobbled, and it looked like she would start crying soon. Her question was valid, but I could not answer that for her.

Sometimes, being kept in the dark was better than getting exposed to the truth that would ruin everything.

“Because they were jealous of our love,” I answered, telling her half-truth. In this way, I would not be lying to her completely.

“This is not funny, Eshan.”

“I know, Sweetheart.” I sighed. Until I clarified some truths, she was not going to believe me. “Sahil’s birth mother left Sahil and his father for being with someone richer. He missed onto that motherly love while growing up, and his hatred for the gold-diggers steamed from childhood. His grandparents would always complain before him about how opportunist his mother was. So, he grew up hating her. In college, his first girlfriend broke up with him and ran away after robbing him. So, he has trust issues. He thinks women are not trustworthy. So, this weakness of his was used by Ayesha. She made him believe that you… you were after my money.”

“Only the women who have lower financial status than him,” Innaya said as her eyes glazed up and a couple of tears fell down. “He hates women who have lower financial status than him.”

I raised myself and kissed her eyelids one by one. Using my thumb, I wiped away the tear that rolled down her cheek and caressed her face. She was absolutely right about it. Sahil’s grandparents had made sure of that as they relentlessly fed false misgivings about women of the lower class in the child’s mind.

“That was why he put those accusations on me when you went missing,” Innaya whispered to herself. The color drained from her face as she paled visibly as if she remembered something unpleasant.

“What accusations? When did it happen?” Cupping her face, I raised myself to look at her. Knowing Sahil, he would not harm Innaya physically, but his vicious tongue could not be trusted. And, the way Innaya trembled below me, I knew he had done something terribly wrong.

“Innaya, tell me what happened? Did he hurt you?” I anxiously asked her, but she remained mum, refusing to answer me.

“Nothing. You tell me, why Ayesha wanted to prove that I was having an affair? If she wanted to ruin our marriage, her main target should have been you. Why would they choose Aunty?” Innaya avoided the topic.

Restraining my anger, I watched her quietly. I wanted to probe and get answers from her, but when I realized that I was not providing her any, I kept quiet.

The blanket of intimacy I was trying to put over her was withering with the flame of curiosity. I could not let that happen, because once it wore off, her clear-headedness would only result in her persistence to know the answers.

Folding my lips, I decided to let the matter of Sahil temporarily slide. Arjun would have those answers for me because it was he who was looking after her.

Innaya licked her dry lips while waiting for me to answer her questions. That small action caused my eyes to flash with delight. I now knew how to distract her and answer what I wanted to.

“Darling, my vest is feeling lonely down there. How about we let this-” I tapped on her bra, “accompany it?”

Innaya followed my gaze to the black vest lying on the sofa. “Stop diverting the topic, alright?” Innaya crossed her arms on her chest, but her face turned red when I mentioned removing the cloth covering her bosom. She did not deny out-rightly.

I smiled playfully. “I’ll answer your question if you let me take it off.”

Innaya looked at me with narrowed eyes as if she would start beating me next second. “Ah! When did you become so shameless?”

“Shameless you say, hmm. Let me show you my shamelessness then,” I said as my hand slowly crawled under her bra going for her…

Startled, Innaya, held my palm with her hand. The situation was quite comical with the funny face she made.

“No. I-I… You don’t like Cadbury,” she said, trying to get my hand out of her bra.

“Cadbury?” I tilted my head to the side, pondering the meaning behind her words. “Ah! I see. Darling, aren’t you making a wrong comparison here. What Cadbury? You should say-”

Innaya reached out and placed her palm on my lips, blushing she shook her head.

Taking in the face of my beautiful wife, I could not resist the urge of teasing her further. Opening my mouth, I took her fingertips inside and sucked on them. At the same time, my hand went ahead and cupped her br***t.

“You should never doubt yourself, Sweetheart. I love the way you are, and for me, you’re perfect the way you are,” I said, palming the soft flesh under my palm.