Page 195 of One Hellish Wedlock

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Aanya.

Later that night, after dinner and a quiet evening with family, Aanya checked her phone again.

Reyansh had replied.

Wife,

Stop biting your nails. It’s a terrible habit.

Situation with Vicky is under control. And no—you don’t need the details. He’s tried to scare you before, and now he’s tried to stalk you. But I believe he’s not working alone this time. Someone tipped him off about your location.

Whoever that is, they’ll face the same consequences he will.

I don’t want to discuss this over call or email. These things can be tracked, monitored, and used against us. So, delete this message after you read it.

I’m flying to Cape Town in two days.

Honestly, I’d rather skip the award and come watch you receive that certificate from your client.

Your husband,

Reyansh.

Aanya exhaled, her fingers lingering over the screen before doing what he asked—deleting the email.

Husband,

DON’T SKIP YOUR AWARD FUNCTION.

I deleted your previous email like you asked. I’ve stopped biting my nails too, but that doesn’t mean I’m not still curious about what you’re going to do. Knowing you, I’ll get the full story out of you when we meet.

Do you think the helper could be Shagufta? If it’s her… this could get worse. Two ghosts from our past trying to ruin our present and our future.

Your sighing Wife,

Aanya.

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Aanya,

Stop using those names in your emails. We’re not communicating through a secure line. These days, anyone can hack into anything. Don’t mention it again. Not until I’ve cleaned this up.

But yes… I suspect it’s her. I haven’t confirmed it yet.

Also, your CAPS message felt like a threat. Don’t worry. I’ll attend the award function. I promise. Happy?

Your helpless husband,

Reyansh.

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Husband,

You always make me happy.

Your pouting wife,

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