Chapter 213 - N.a.k.e.d Photographs (2/2)

”You three. Get out of my house, now. Otherwise, I don't mind calling security,” Eshan said pointing at the door. He stood before me, so he blocked most of my view. I could not see his mother. Only half side of Ayesha's mother was visible to me.

Ayesha's mother chuckled. ”Security? Did your security not inform you about the steamy affair your wife was having behind your back? Did they not inform you about how easily she changed guys? You sure have some tolerance for a cheap woman like her…” she snorted.

”What happened to your obedient son, Prerna? I told you, didn't I? She is a witch; she sure knows how to cast her black magic.” She turned her attention to Eshan's mother.

Exactly what wrong did I do to mother and daughter that they were hell-bent on accusing me?

”If I hear you speak another word for my wife, I swear I'll forget all my manners. I don't have any relationship with you, so I don't have to watch my actions,” Eshan retorted.

”Dare to threaten me? Okay, let's see if you can still be so arrogant after seeing this. Why don't you take a look at these first.” She had something in her hand that looked like an enlarged photo. Did she also have something that could prove my non-existent affair?

Eshan stiffened immediately. What was it?

Eshan's strange behavior startled me. When his mother showed him photos he had not bothered to even glance at them. Then why was he suddenly troubled?

Ayesha's mother turned her attention to me as she revealed that landscape size photo to my eyes.

”Shocked, are we? That's your wife betraying you. I've more of them with me. Enough of this. I don't have time to waste of a person like you, who can't even acknowledge his mother. Prerna, let me teach him manners for you,” Ayesha's mother shifted the topic.

I could not even react as the face of that woman in the photo was swirling before my eyes. The nude body of the woman in an extremely scandalous posture bathing under the showerhead would put any normal person to shame. What was surprising? That the woman in that photo was no one but me.

My breath left my body as I turned my eyes to my husband. What would be his reaction? I did not know how they got my n.a.k.e.d photos with them? Had they installed cameras in our house?

Horrified, I felt a shiver running through my spine.

”You dared to hit my daughter, do you think I can't handle a cheap woman like you? You overestimated yourself.” She laughed as if I was some sort of joke in her eyes.

Her cackling laughter caused goosebumps to appear on my body.

”What would happen if I put this on the internet? Would you still have a face left?” She asked Eshan.

By now, all the courage I had summoned left my body, vanishing in the air without any trace. If those photos were to be leaked, my life would be over. Similarly, Eshan's would be too. I would be dragging him down with myself. Tears finally fell from my eyes as I watched the deafening silence from Eshan.

Which man would be happy to see such kind of photos of his wife? We still had not reached that level where we had seen each other in our natural form- without the safety and privacy of clothes to hide our modesty. And, now the photos of his wife- in such form, were thrown on his face.

How would any man bear such kind of humiliation and provocation?