Arjun's pov
Mom had asked me to pick Ruhani from her college as some guests are coming home tonight and they would like to meet my wife. I don't understand this bullshit. What is the problem in driving picking her up. I am not going to be her driver. I reached her college, and saw she was sitting there with her friend, I don't remember her name. She is the same girl who accompanied us in our pre wedding shoot in Goa. My senses deny me when I see my wife. Her angelic eyes are innocent that it makes it harder for me to believe that she is a bloody gold digger. She stood their in a formal attire, a royal blue blazer and contrasting brown pants. This professional look made me breathless...again. She and her friend, both were looking at me in shock. To clear her confusion, I told her why I wa
