A Little Annoying

Jairam Tiwari's expression was blank, and he did not comment. Everything that had happened today had dealt him a greater blow than anyone else.

A wife whom he shared mutual respect with, a daughter who was obedient, sensible, and capable, as well as a happy family... They were all nothing but illusions that burst before his eyes like a soap bubble.

Seeing that they were silent, Jiya Tiwari helped Old Master Tiwari up.

Old Master Tiwari turned around and looked at the people in front of him one last time. He couldn't care less about these people or these matters. He didn't even say anything.

Isha caught up with Jayesh Chauhan and the others. She got into the car with them.

"Since you don't wish to pursue this matter anymore, I won't say anything else." Old Madam Rathore sighed softly. "But from now on, there'll never be someone like Sunaina Rathore in the Rathore family. I won't care about them in the future."

Riya Rathore nodded slightly. "It doesn't matter. Mom, don't be too anxious. Isha is back, and that mother-daughter pair can't cause trouble anymore. Just the Verma family alone won't let them off after what happened to Jagan Verma's legs. And about Situ... When Yami was rich, that person was willing to take the fall for her. But now that she's in this state, that might not be the case anymore..."

Old Madam Rathore said, "Yes, then I won't mention it again in the future."

Isha looked out of the car window. The scenery outside was receding.

Although she no longer thought about Yami, the matter was being talked about on Twitter.

......

The netizens did not miss the headlines 'Yami Personally Harmed Her Mother' and 'Yami Framed Others'.

Shivam had already instructed Hari to give out orders that Isha's name was to be mentioned as little as possible. They could not involve her in negative news when they sought justice for her.

Therefore, the news completely avoided mentioning Isha Sharma's background.

[Yami Tiwari actually drugged her own mother and caused her legs to be crippled. Many of her bones were also affected? Oh my God, my worldview has been overturned.]

[I can't believe there's such extreme love and affection! Did you hear? Even her fiancé's legs were broken by her suitor!]

[The whole Tiwari family is so messy. Actually, I think it's really good that Isha Sharma isn't a member of the Tiwari family! Didn't you see that Sunaina Rathore even stole her sister and brother-in-law's child?]

[Wealthy families really do hide a lot of filth! Tsk, tsk, tsk!]

[In any case, Isha Sharma's name is cleared. Don't say anything else about her. Just take her away from this mess.]

This time, Yami Tiwari's reputation was completely ruined.

Sunaina Rathore was no better than her.

The entire Tiwari family's business was greatly affected, and the share price of TANGO Entertainment kept falling.

On Jiya Tiwari's side, she had no choice but to completely split up the company. She placed TANGO Entertainment under her name and completely kicked the others out. Only then did she stabilize the situation.

"Grandpa, they don't have any shares in TANGO Entertainment now." Jiya Tiwari showed the report to Old Master Tiwari.

Old Master Tiwari said faintly, "Alright. The Tiwari family has already been greatly affected because of them. We can't let everyone be implicated. They brought this upon themselves."

Jiya Tiwari was silent. She sighed in her heart. Yami Tiwari was strong in every aspect. After fighting for her entire life, she had lost everything. The method she used was really too extreme.

...

As soon as Isha returned home, she was wrapped in a man's arms.

"I should have gone with you. I was more worried being at home."

"There were bodyguards with me as well as Mom and Dad." Isha smiled. "I told you not to worry."

"It's good that things have been resolved. The internet also knows that Sunaina Rathore was drugged by her own daughter now. However, we didn't let them know that you're the daughter of the Chauhan family, lest they gossip."

Isha waved her phone. "I saw the news on the way. You're really fast."

"I'm fast? In what way?" Shivam looked down at her, his tone ambiguous and charming.

Isha pretended not to understand. "Of course, it's the speed at which you solve problems. Otherwise, what other speed could I be talking about?"

Shivam pressed her against the door. "Are you deliberately angering me?"

"No, no, I wouldn't dare!" Isha opened her mouth to beg for mercy. Her red lips parted slightly, and her eyes were filled with ripples.

His cold eyes instantly darkened. He lowered his head and kissed those restless red lips. He pried open her teeth.

The tip of Isha's nose was filled with his clear breath. The heat brushed past her lips and ears. Isha's legs felt like jelly, and she could not stand.

She leaned against him and barely managed to stand. "Abhay and Gungun will be back soon," she whispered.

Shivam let go of her. "I'll let you go first."

Isha heaved a sigh of relief. The man's lips, which were not too far away, attacked her again. He bit her gently before letting go of her.

At the same time, the doorbell rang and Gungun's voice followed. "Ishi, I'm home!"

Isha quickly opened the door and welcomed her two children in.

"Ishi, what did you eat?" Gungun looked up and smacked his lips.

"Huh? Nothing. If I was eating good food, I'd definitely keep some for you."

"But your mouth is red!" Gungun was still curious.

Isha turned around and gave Shivam a harsh look. Shivam smiled gently and stepped forward to hold Gungun's and Abhay's hands. He said, "Let's go eat something delicious."

Isha: "..."

What a good cover!

Hmph!

"I'm going to attend a wedding in two days. It's the wedding ceremony of the prince of Country Y." Isha walked over and took a piece of cake from Shivam.

"Are you attending as an artiste?"

"Not really. Falit once helped their prince repair the wedding ring that has been passed down from generation to generation. The eldest son has to use it when he gets married, but there was a problem the last time and no one could handle it. They asked someone to look for me, and I recommended Falit to them. Speaking of which, I benefited from Falit."

"As it happens, I've been invited too."

"That's great. We can go together."

Shivam shook his head. "I can't. I have a very important meeting in two days. However, you can go in my place as my family."

"Then I'll go with Jay Chauhan. My parents invited me to attend as well."

Hearing Jay Chauhan's name, Shivam's cold eyes were covered with a layer of frost. Now, he had to call that man his brother-in-law.

It was somewhat unpleasant to think about.

What was even more annoying was that the man now had a legitimate reason to contact Isha.

For the first time, Shivam felt that his exclusive right had been challenged by the outside world.

"Alright, alright. I'll go with my mother, not Jay Chauhan. Besides, when I arrive, I'll just say that I'm Mrs. Pratap."

"Yes, that's good." Shivam's eyes regained their warmth. "Mrs. Pratap will take my place and participate in social activities. In the future, I might need you more and more."

"It's really not good to be Mrs. Pratap. There are too many responsibilities to bear."

She hooked her arms around his neck. "But I like it!"

There was a faint smile in her eyes, which made Shivam's Adam's apple move slightly.

Their gazes were intertwined, and there was an indescribable ambiguity and warmth.

"Ishi, you're about to drop your cake!" Rollie reminded her.

"Ah, my cake..." Isha quickly retracted her hand to save her cake. Amused, Shivam put his arm around her waist to steady her.

...

The wedding of the prince of Y Country was a public ceremony.

Not only could the citizens of Y Country go and watch the ceremony, but the citizens of other countries could also apply to attend.

This kind of wedding was like a large-scale event. It was very eye-catching.

This time, Isha went with Riya Rathore two days in advance. She treated it as accompanying Riya Rathore on a trip.

Country Y had a long history. It was pleasant to wander the quaint streets and look at all kinds of ancient architectural styles.

The sky, which was usually drizzling, also cleared up beautifully. The sun shone down lightly, covering everything in a warm golden color.

There were many pedestrians on the street, most of whom were walking leisurely and slowly.

Isha accompanied Riya Rathore for a day. Both mother and daughter were in a good mood.

Although their time together was limited and this was their first time staying together, they shared a tacit understanding. It made their relationship stronger with each passing day.

After shopping, they returned to the hotel.

After chatting with Riya Rathore for a while and seeing that she was a little sleepy, Isha said good night first and slowly walked out. In the cafe on the first floor of the hotel, she ordered a drink, sat down, took a photo, and sent it to Shivam.

At this moment, it was time for Shivam to go to work.

But he quickly replied: [Did you have fun?]

[I'm very happy today. I went shopping with my mother and we bought a lot of things.]

[I can tell. You had a very sweet smile.]

Isha couldn't help but continue to laugh. [Hubby, it's really good to have a mother. I used to think that having one wouldn't be much different when I was growing up, but it's very different.]

[Yes. That's why the heavens sent your mother back to you.]

Isha pursed her lips. [Yes, that's why I'm always grateful.]

[Maybe it's because I'm a man. I still think it's better to have a wife.]

Isha burst out laughing, and there was another burst of laughter beside her.

Isha looked over and saw Tinki and Shipra sitting not far away, laughing about something.

She looked away, not intending to acknowledge them.

However, Tinki's and Shipra's voices were just loud enough to be heard.

Shipra smiled and said, "Tinki, did you receive an invitation this time?"

"I did. The royal family of Country Y and Chauhan Consortium have always been on good terms. As a member of the Chauhan family, I naturally received an invitation. As for you, you received an invitation because your father has business dealings with Country Y, right?"

Shipra nodded. "Yes, my father asked me to come over to broaden my horizons and expand my connections."

"Look at those people. They're all here to gain popularity," Tinki said, looking at Isha.

Isha looked up subconsciously under her gaze.

Tinki smiled and said, "Isha? I'm sorry, I only recognized you now. I was talking about the group of people beside you. They're all internet celebrities and minor celebrities. These people are simply freeloading on the event's popularity. It's fine if they spend money on the red carpet of some awards, but this time, they actually spent money to ride on the popularity of the prince's wedding banquet.

"When they return to the country, they'll do another wave of marketing. They'll say that they were invited to attend the wedding banquet where they sat with celebrities from all over the world. Once their market value increases and their popularity surges, they'll start selling goods online. The better ones can even take on some movies."

"Really?" Isha didn't comment. She glanced at the group of people beside her and saw that they had indeed paid for an invitation. They were wearing revealing clothes and hosting live-streams. It was indeed a little unsightly to see them making a ruckus.

It was obvious that Tinki was talking about the people beside Isha, but every word of hers targeted Isha. She said that she didn't receive an invitation and was here to gain popularity and hype herself up.

"Initially, an event like this holds very high prestige. When I go back, I can tell others where I went. Now, if I do that, my reputation will be ruined by these people. Although I came with an invitation, it's not appropriate for me to tell others where I went when they ask. They're really a bunch of rotten apples who ruin it for the rest of us." Shipra's tone was filled with complaints.

Without responding to her, Isha looked down and typed on the keyboard.

Shipra asked with a smile, "Isha, don't you think so?"

Isha smiled and looked up. She said with a smile, "In theory, anyone who wants to go to the prince's wedding banquet can attend. As long as they conform to the rules, there's nothing wrong. As long as they can enter according to the rules, then whatever problems there'll be will be the royal family's problems. I'm not a member of the royal family, so why should I care so much?"

"You have a point, but that's only for those who can't get an invitation. I didn't expect you to say that too. And does the prince really welcome so many messy people for the ceremony? It's all because of the rules." Shipra sighed and smiled. "This gives these people a chance to gain popularity."

"Since it's the rule, there's nothing wrong with it," Isha said lightly.

Shipra laughed until her shoulders shook. She said to Tinki, "People who do wrong always find excuses for themselves. But that's true. Without a dignified reason, how can they convince themselves to come?"

Isha stood up. "Only the narrow-minded can see what they want to see. I hope the people with the invitations will be happier than others."

"We'll definitely be happier than you," Shipra replied.

Isha turned to leave. How annoying. Why did she have to meet two annoying flies?

Shipra and Tinki couldn't help but laugh. "Isha is really arrogant. She's still so arrogant even though she didn't get the invitation. Let's see if she can withstand the ridicule of those vicious netizens."

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