Page 142 of The Royal Beast & His Queen

"You are not sorry for doing this to yourself, You are sorry because I'm hurting", Isha stated, anger reverberating in her tone, he didn't say anything, she was right, he was sorry because she was hurting not because of what he did to himself, in fact, he wanted to cause more pain and suffering to his body but the thought of his wife finally brought him out of his beast self that night, otherwise hefelt as much fury to burn his own self.

"Rani sa... calm down...", he said slowly ruffling her hair... And just like that he triggered her fury again...

"Calm down ? You bl**dy monster, You ask me to calm down after doing this to yourself ?", She fumed, her words widened his eyes... "Don't look at me with those wide eyes, I'm not scared of you, you are an insane man...", Isha started

"Rani sa...", Abhyansh started but she shut him up...

"What Rani sa ? My whole life is spoiled, I have to live with a crazy nut like you... As if this wasn't enough, I'm bringing 3 more lives to bear with your insanity... My god! What if my children get your traits ? Oh! no no... I'll beat them to pulp if they show even an ounce of insanity like their father...", Isha said

"ISHA... Don't you dare lay a finger on my princesses, you can do whatever you want to your son", he said as if he knew it would be a son and two daughters.

"Defend yourself first, then you can defend your children ABHYANSH SINGH RANAWAT", Isha screamed in fury throwing everything that came into her sight... She was extremely furious at her husband's baseless act.

"Isha... bacha... you can punish me, but please don't exert yourself... stay at a place", Abhyansh said getting worried looking at how briskly she is moving here and there to get the things to throw at him, so he gathered the things quickly with his large hands and put it in front of her which increased her fury.

"Why are you like this ? Here I'm throwing things at you, instead of saving yourself, running away, you are getting more things to get hit ? God! and what is this ? You will bleed badly if I throw this at you...", Isha said holding a small brass vase her husband brought... What if she wasn't very mindful of her anger and actually threw it at him ?

"It wouldn't hurt much bacha... relax...", Abhyansh tried to calm down but it made her even madder...

"I HATE YOU, I HATE YOU... Get out... Get out...", she broke down, crying sitting on the bed, his heart ached seeing her in so much distress, the pain was much more than the physical ache the burn on his back caused. He didn't know what to do to make her feel better... Every time he attempted calming her down, it only fueled her agony.

"Isha... please don't cry... it's completely healed now... It doesn't ache anymore", he tried...

"Yes, that's because I got to know now, after this long, I couldn't even take care of you... don't know how much you suffered", She cried even harder, his heart ached looking at her in so much pain... He walked towards her... Now he dared not to open his mouth as anything he said was backfiring. He just hoped his wife allowed him to offer some comfort... "Didn't you hear what I said, GET OUT...", she said and he sighed.

"I'm not going anywhere leaving you like you this", he stated, pissed at the habit she developed recently, kicking him out without letting him comfort her pain.

She got down from the bed glaring at him. She quickly walked to the corner of the room and got a broomstick shocking him.

"What were you saying ? And why are you rising your tone, you do know fault was yours no ?", she asked nearing him... He cursed whoever kept the broomstick there...

"Isha... no... it wasn't right to hit your husband with that...", he said taking a step back but she walked towards him... His elephant-sized ego wouldn't allow him to get beaten by his wife with a broom but can he do something about it ? No...

"Isha, No...", he said, trying to intimidate her with his cold tone but today his wife was unstoppable. He didn't think she would actually hit him until the first blow came his way...

"Rani sa...", he shrieked... "Pagal hogaye aap ?(Have you gone crazy ?)", he said, before another blow stuck him, he moved back, but his wife was quick to catch up... he started running and she ran behind him...

"Yes, having a husband like you makes any woman mad, I'm no exception", Isha said running behind him...

He never expected to see this day that he would be hit with a broom by none other than his wife, and he would be running to save himself from the blows. He quickly stopped running knowing his wife couldn't run much, he was worried for her and let her hit him, he closed his eyes as it was so embarrassing.

"No use hitting you", she said throwing the broom "Bl**dy BEAST", she muttered and walked to the nearby couch. He was back with a glass of water and she drank it. "No remorse at all... Why is he like this... he is so...", she kept murmuring to herself.

'Aren't you cursing me too much...', he wanted to say but didn't, for obvious reasons... He was concerned he would trigger her anger again, he was concerned for her state, not because hewas scared of her, or maybe he was. After calming her breaths, she walked to the bed and laid on it, he dared not move towards it afraid his movement would trigger his wife's anger again...

He stood at his place until she fell asleep, and then slowly moved to his bed and laid beside her taking her into his embrace. He kissed her forehead, hugging her to his chest. He got so scared when she sobbed like that.

"I'm sorry... Sorry", he whispered kissing her forehead again and again. His heart refused to calm down, a tear from her eyes is enough to evade his sleep for days, it was always like that and he knew it would stay that way, his wife in pain is his biggest fear.

He wasn't expressing it out as he didn't want Isha to take stress but he was hell scared for her delivery. Every passing day is taking them near to it, as much as he is excited to see his children, hold them in his arms, he is more scared to see his wife in pain. He still remembered his mother's pain during his twin siblings' birth, it was some excruciating pain his mother bore, and now his wife was bearing not twins but triplets. He spent the whole night staring at his wife whispering thousands of 'sorrys' in his mind but he knew she wouldn't forgive him. She loved him too much to forgive the pain he caused himself and he didn't know if he should be happy that she loved him immensely or to get sad that the same love always caused her pain.

The next day, the ignoring game started again which he couldn't tolerate, he tried to gain her attention the whole day but everything except him caught her attention, including their storeroom manager in the mansion who hardly had any work in there. Abhyansh fired him till the end of the day and that pissed his wife more.

"You are impossible", she said glaring at him... Finally! she said something after a whole day of ignoring him. He looked at herquestioning 'what did he do ?' "Why the hell did you fire him ?", she asked

"You were looking at him... and not me", he said, he didn't care if he sounded childish...

"I was looking at the work he is doing... and it was just for a second", she fought back

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