Chapter 198 - How things fell apart (2) (1/2)

(Flashback continues)

|Innaya|

Eshan groaned. It seemed like he did not expect that call as well. It was nearing to mid-night. Hence, if someone was calling then it had to be important. Then again, why was I having this sudden ill feeling rising in my heart?

How could I forget that we completed six months of our married life? I was yet to wish him, and here people were ready to disturb our private time. I could see reluctance on Eshan's face. He did not want to answer the call. I could see it in his eyes. However, he had to. What if it was important?

”Answer it,” I said as I pushed him a little.

Eshan pulled away his arms from my waist little reluctantly. Walking around my right side he went to pick his mobile from the bedside table.

I looked around, taking in all the decorations he had made.

It was my second time of actually looking at the decorations. Earlier, I had missed the cake on the coffee table. The beautiful heart-shaped red and white color cake was actually a big one with the simple decoration of colorful flowers on one side and a picture of a couple dancing at the bottom side.

Walking closer to take a better look at the cake that looked so delicious and beautiful, I licked my lips. Besides the cake, the white envelope was folded neatly. Beautiful calligraphy was clear to read.

”Happy six months wedding anniversary my dear wife.”

His talent for calligraphy was not known to me. He had so many sides to his personality. Spending a lifetime with him would not be enough to discover how many talents my husband possessed. Then again, would not it better this way?

I would have all the time in this world to discover his hidden shades, making me fall for him more and more.

On the couch behind the coffee table a large rectangular shaped box merely a thumb's length in height, but around five to six feet long in the length wrapped in a dark velvet colored gift paper laid inconspicuously. The dim light in the room had kept it hidden from my eyes.

I could not help but feel lucky for having Eshan as my husband. Even the lighting series was decorated in a heart shape.

In the meanwhile, Eshan's frustrated voice reprimanded the called. It was a common occurrence nowadays. If someone dared to interrupt our time, he would be angry at the one doing that.

”Damn it! Why you people have to find me only? Am I that free of a person in your eyes? Is there any respect for my privacy?” Eshan angrily scolded someone.

”What's wrong? Will you calm down a little?” Wrapping my hands around his waist I hugged him from the back.

The anger radiating from his body language screamed that something had gone wrong. The question remained what? Feeling my touch, his tensed shoulders relaxed a bit. He sighed. Keeping my head on his back, I waited for him to get done with the caller. The curiosity about what had upset him made me anxious.

”I'll get there in half an hour. Keep everything ready,” Eshan snapped into the phone.

A heavy silence descended in the room. Eshan's tensed muscles weren't helping either. For whatever was the reason, he had to tell it sooner before my nerves collapsed from thinking too much. We had to get back to our pending celebrations, with me finally wishing him.

”Sweetheart, I'm sorry.” Eshan's unexpected apology startled me.

”Why, for the interruption? It is okay, Eshan. Let's cont—”

”I need to leave,” Eshan interrupted me.

Dropping my hands, I swiftly walked around and stood facing him.