Chapter 64: chapter 64

SRUTHII watch Madhav disappear into the kitchen with a feeling of disappointment. What did I expect? To him to open up his heart and pour out his feelings. God! Why the hell am I this stupid? He told me that he would tell me things when I fully trust him but I think the one with trust issues in this relationship is him. I sigh and lie on the couch. The medicine I am taking makes me sleep for hours on a day. I can only stay active for few hours daily. Even, then, too much excitement or activity makes me tired and sleepy. I shouldn't have jumped him to get the disinfectant bottle. I was reckless and Madhav thought that I was sedcuing him.Seriously? I mean who would seduce someone in baggy clothes and with no makeup. Aren't there some rules for seduction? I don't understand what part of what I did seemed like seduction to Madhav. Or maybe, he was teasing me for some kind of reaction. With a sigh, I get up from the couch. Things have changed between us now. I don't see him with disgust or treat him like he is the bane of my existence. We still have a long way to go. I just hope one day, Madhav will tell me about his past on his own. I can force it out of him but I want him to volunteer that information. Just like how I voluntarily told him about my insecurities when I was with Praveen. That was something I never told anyone. Madhav somehow makes me confess my fears and insecurities to him without any effort. Like he said, I want to be with him unfiltered. I did hesitate with him for a few seconds and acted like how I used to with Praveen. But he clearly saw through me and called me out on it. I rub my sleepy eyes. I walk back to the kitchen to find Madhav busy with the onions and tomatoes. He keeps telling me that he doesn’t know how to be gentle or caring but he is anything but gentle and caring to me.“Madhav,” I say and a yawn breaks out of me. “Just give me ten minutes,” he says pouring oil into a pan and avoiding my eyes.“I won’t ask you again, Madhav,” I say going near him. I place my palm on his forearm to make him look at me. When he has his attention on me, I continue, “I will wait until you fully trust me to confide in me about your past.”Madhav looks slightly shocked, “I trust you Sruthi but—”I place my palm over his mouth, “Don’t give me any explanation. It is okay. I will wait for you,” I glance at the pan, “You must put the mustard in now before the oil gets too heated.”He nods his head and I remove my palm from his mouth. He searches the cabinet for the ingredients and adds them to the pan. I sit on the kitchen counter and watch him cook.It is mesmerizing to watch him cook. I am not sure for how many minutes I am staring at him like a dumbstruck idiot. I know he was a handsome man but that fact never hit me like a force until now. His hair is messy like always. He has that bad-boy vibe with him. In the past whenever I met him at a social gathering or function, he always looked like the world majorly pissed him off and nothing can interest him. Today, I see a different side. He is eager and curious to learn cooking. It is like he wants to impress me with his cooking skills. His usually cold grey eyes are burning silver with a passion. I can’t remove my gaze away from him as I watch him cook. It makes no sense. He isn’t a professional cook but he is willingly to learn to cook for my sake. I am not sure what other men in his place would have done. They may have grumbled about wanting to cook or even hired a temporary cook but Madhav is learning to cook without any complaint. If this isn’t him caring for me then I don’t know what else is.Though I know he still has feelings for another woman, my heart melts at his gestures. He is truly giving his best to take care of me.❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥After eating the hearty lunch that Madhav prepared for me and taking those bitter tablets, I lie on the couch with a content stomach and mind. Sleep soon consumes me and I am dreaming something.Warm hands lift me up  from the couch. I murmur softly in protest and a sooting voice answers, “Sleep, Sruthi. It is just me. I am taking you to bedroom.”I wrap my hands around his neck and nestle closer to his chest. His chest is solid and the fast beating of his heart lulls me back to sleep. I don’t remember anything else except for his smell as he carries me back to my bedroom.❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥“You are telling me that2 Shobana aunty and Vinod will visit us in an hour,” I ask wide eyed, all the sleep gone. I had a very good afternoon nap. It is six in the evening. Madhav brought me some biscuits and tea along with the news that we will soon have visitors.“Yes,” he replies with a shrug. I huff out a breath, “Shouldn’t you have informed me earlier? The Prime Minister’s wife is visitng and you have the audacity to just inform me now.”“Sruthi, relax. I am sure the woman wouldn’t be offended if you aren’t dressed up to meet her. Honestly, I am sure the only reason she is coming here to visit is to see the new jewel collection I have designed recently. I don’t think she has ever visited anyone else in their house before.”“What about Vinod?” I ask still shocked that Madhav agreed to let him visit me. These two men never got along well. They always had some bad blood between them.“What about him?”“Why do you think is he visiting me?”Madhav shrugs, “Maybe, he is genuinely concerned about you.”I frown in confusion, “So, you are telling me that Vinod is off the suspicious list.”“Yes, he is.”“Don't you think he is behind Vishnu.” “No, he has got no connection to Vishnu. We are looking into Vishnu's life now. We may find some useful clue. Don't worry. Just take some rest for now.”❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥