Why did she " Divorce Me "

Chapter - 29

Author's Pov.:-

Its been a week from Varun and Amoli's divorce ... No one knows about it yet , apart from the divorced couples .

Varun is in his bathroom taking bath ... He came out from the bathroom .

" Amoli ... Amoli .. AMOLI " he shout from the top of his lungs ..

" Sir mam is not at home " a maid said to him ... Who was cleaning his room.

' fuck man .. you both are divorced now , she is not here

Why the fuck you are shouting her name ' he scold hisself in his mind .

He dismissed the maid and took out his clothes .. he wore them and hold the tie .

A beautiful memories flashback telecast infront of his eyes ... In which Amoli making him wear his tie while his hands are on her waist teasing her .

Unknowingly smile came on his lips ...

' came back to reality fool , stop smiling also .. did you forgot that you hate her and you have kicked her out ' his inner self mocked him ..

' for your kind information I haven't kicked her out , she herself gave me divorce ' Varun debate back ..

' ya ya whatever but you're the reason why she did it okay so accept it ' his inner self again mocked.

Varun shrugged and started to do his tie but .. failed .

2nd attempt ... Failed .

3rd .. Failed.

4th .. Failed.

5th .. Failed...

He groaned in frustration and threw his tie on the floor vigorously ..

He step on the tie and started to kicked it like a small kid .

' are you out of your mind , I think you have gone crazy .. what are you doing .. kicking a tie .. seriously ' his inner self mocked him .

" Shut up " he shout out loud and went out from the room .

He set on the dining table to have his breakfast .. he took one bite and shout " Amoli what is this .. you " his words cut by a helper .

" Sir mam is not at home " helper said in robotic voice to which he groaned again in frustration.

He nods his head and got up from his seat and went to kitchen , he removed his blazer and rolled up his shirt sleeves and started to cook for himself breakfast .

While all the kitchen staff womens drooled over his hot look ... And some bite's their lips .

" What have you done " an angry voice stopped the drooling sation of the helpers and they turned back while Varun also did the same to see his angry grandfather is standing at the entrance of the kitchen.

" kindly Give us privacy " grandpa said to kitchen staff and they went out after wishing him good morning.

" I haven't done anything wrong " Varun answer back with a rude attitude.

" Oh really ... Is it not true that you and Amoli both are divorced now .. " grandpa said .

" Yes it is .. so what it's my life .. I was not happy with her and see I have won , I had said it to you that I will make her to give me divorce herself " Varun said with a smirk.

" Now are you happy " his grandpa asked with a raised bows and his eyes landed on Varun's collar which is not having tie .... He give Varun a smirk and didn't argue further.

" Why are you cooking , didn't cook make food for you ? " Grandpa asked ...

" They did but I didn't like it . So , I am making it myself .. nothing " Varun said not knowing that he has exposed himself infront of his grandpa .

" Ohhhh before it Amoli used to cook isn't she ! " Grandpa said with a mocking smirk .

Varun didn't answered back but ignore him ...

Soon he finished making and did his breakfast with his grandpa .

Then his grandpa went in garden area in the back of the house ...

Varun set towards the main door to go out as usually he turned around to kiss Amoli but when he turned around he didn't find her .

" Fuck " he cursed while moving his fingers in his hairs .

He set inside his car went to his office...

.

.

.

' why I am thinking about her ... I think I just got used to her ... She is not here but she is messing with my head ' Varun thought .

' now she is leaving with her parents ... But strange her parents haven't called me yet for bullshit questions ' he thought ...

' hmm where is my phone ? ' he asked to hisself and touched his coats pockets .. then his pent pockets .. but still didn't find his phone he look beside him to see there is his office bag is not ...

' where is my office briefcase ... Amoli haven't ... Fuck I forgot it at home ahhhhh ' he groaned atlast .

" Turn back to home " he ordered his driver who obeyed him .

.

.

Soon he reached back his house and he ran inside his bedroom to take his briefcase .

' okay I have take mine briefcase ... Next is ... Ya !  Handkerchief .. hmm ya mine wallet ... where is my watch .. okay I have take everything .. let's go ' he thought then head towards the room exit ...

But his steps halted when he heard his phone is ringing ... " Fuck .. I had forgotten about it " he said and took his phone also .

.

.

.

arrived at his new office

morning

' Morning sir '

Good morning sir '

Good morning sir

just gave them

is going inside his private elevator when

turned with a relief face and

away from his face

sir ' they all greet him while ... He passed them and went back in the hall area where

you will follow this rule from today and if you break it then say

.

.

.

.. he is

haven't arrived yet to give me my food ..

is she

*Knock* *knock*

bitch is here ' he thought

" he shout

the

lunch " his PA asked to which

he himself wait for Amoli for his lunch ...

.

.

.

brake is also over ... And he consumed in his work now

.

.

took shower and again " Amoli .. Amo... What the Fuck

wait for his evening tea .. but didn't get

said " Amoli

eyes on his child like

.. with irritation dripping

ya I know and she won't going to come back because we are

which

kitchen gossips run

that they are separate now "

But what about the child

He doesn't deserves

Or maybe he knows but he didn't wanted it "

so cruel to her .. god

talked with

.

.

eating his dinner alone Varun went back

bed but can't sleep although he is too tired but can't

heart

body fragrance to sleep calmly without any worry

fuck I can't sleep ...

    Stop pretending and embrace any Amoli dress to sleep in ... as you have been doing since the last lonely nights,

I am not missing her .. it just that I got to used to her ... Her presence gives me a satisfaction that everything is ok , maybe

Varun's thought made him more confused

got up from the bed and lay down back with amoli's saree over his

Soon...

He slept .

.

.

is walking in the garden alone wearing a white gown

at the alter

confused face ' why she is wearing a

helped to climb up on the stage ...

..

' I do ' ... And now it's Amoli's turn

, she is mine '

' he saw Amoli saying this to him while her hands are around the

resting

and ran towards the man to see that man has no

Amoli ... ' you can't stop her marriage young man

back to look at him .. to see he

the same man and there is a same little

Quasar ... Mine daughter

it's not yours it's mine ' the man shout and laughed

' no '

Dadda .. uncle you are not ' little girl said

panting , shaking

he can't move his body

saw them leaving him back ... He is all alone .. no one is around him

even his parents .. ' I hate you uncle ' he heard his daughter's

..

No "  " No " " No

up from his dream ... Not dream from

said still panting heavily

and look

up to

the time Amoli has left him , he having these kinds of

that Amoli is not his ex-wife but his life's most precious

and got ready for his office and .. as usual one name

.. and now all

office building to see paparazzi is

all ran to his car when they saw his car coming they all are

bodyguards pushed them away from his car and

true sir that you're divorced now

that you're

Sir do you have

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