The fate of her love

CHAPTER 9

I was getting worried while my driver was driving me home. Jessica will surely kill me... I shouldn't have taken this decision by myself. It should be our decision. But I being the foolish man I am, trusted Gaurav and everything went wrong. But he said it with such a confidence like he was telling the truth. I couldn't decide... Moreover, I married Jessica in that simple way even if she had wishes to marry in a big fat Indian wedding style, even if she is a Christian. I should feel ashamed of myself...

Well, I am now inside my farmhouse and a sudden urge to run away from here came on me. However, before I could execute it, my sweet little wife opened the door, looking as angry as possible.

She is looking so beautiful in a blue saree, her eyes narrowed, her nose flaring, her cheeks red and her lips in a deep pout. God! I want to kiss her so badly...

I wrapped my hands around her waist, trying to guage her level of anger... She started hitting me with her soft small fists, only succeeding to tickling me. She feels so good and so right in my arms. Of course she will, she is made for me, she is mine...

I started hearing small sobs and that was when I started panicking. She was crying because of me... Her dream of her wedding was shattered because of my stupidity...

I cooed in her ears and finally she calmed down.

"Jessica, I am sorry. I know that I have no right to take a decision when it was supposed to be our decision. I am really sorry. Let the registrar office have our marriage certificate, we can always marry the way you want," I looked into her eyes. She slowly nodded her head. I became happy and picked her hard and showered kisses on all over her face, liking the way she giggled.

Soon, I convinced her to come with me in the hospital. Instead of the driver, I chose to drive and soon, we reached there. I took her hand and led her to a famous female gynecologist.

She asked us what she wanted to know and we explained our situation to her. She nodded thoughtfully.

"Well, Mr. Shahid, aren't you THE Shahid Khan of Khan enterprises. I watched the press conference,"the doctor, Ms. Anjali Nayak asked.

"Yes, I am the same person. Why?"

"So, you are saying that you did a mistake and the thing happened on the day of her ovulation. So, you want to check if she is pregnant so that you could abort the child to save your reputation. You are such a beast! How will you handle such a big company?"

"You are thinking it wrong. We both love each other and are going to marry each other. It was never a mistake. It was our wish."

"You mean that this woman opened her legs so that you could marry her? Don't you think she is nothing but a gold digger?"

I clenched my fists in anger. I could sense Jessica's silent sobs beside me. Why is India so narrow minded? If I am saying that we love each other, how could they judge us?

"Ms. Nayak, if you don't want to lose your job, do what is told to you. You have no right to judge us when you don't know what we went through."

The doctor seemed frightened by my answer and nodded her head vigorously. I hugged Jessica and rubbed her back soothingly.

Some tests were done and we were informed that we will get the result within two days. I intertwined my fingers with Jessica's and took her to my car. I am having a gut feeling that whatever the results are, it will destroy us...