Page 15 of The Unwanted Husband
“What?” She shrugged looking at Ashok who seemed amused. “What does that mean?” She insisted on looking at him before looking at the kids.
He shrugged and that annoyed her. “Explains all the tantrums. It’s because of what you said to them.”
“What did I say?” It was beyond her that these kids could be tattling on her, a fully grown adult.
“Stop it.”
Isha was shocked to hear one of the twins say it and she did not imagine it. She had said that to them earlier in the day when they were pulling on each other’s hair.
“I did…because they were pulling on each other’s hair.” She felt judged under those twin puppy eyes.
Ashok just sat on the bathroom floor by the bath tub and looked at the kids. “All that drama for what your aunt said?”
Isha was alarmed as she didn’t know what had happened that day. Somewhere a bit of guilt prevailed since she was lost in her research on her father’s lawsuit from over a decade ago. “What happened?”
“Doesn’t matter, you’ll need to apologize.” His words were nonchalant as he looked at Isha.
“Excuse me?”For what?
He stood up, hands on his waist. “You said theSword.”
“What nonsense? I can’t ask them to—” she lost her words when she realized she was about to say the frowned upon word again.
Ashok threw his hands up. “Not my rules. It was what their parents had taught them.”
She looked at the two infants looking at her expectantly. “And you’re saying they will know when I apologize?”
He shrugged.
“And if I don’t?”
One of the twins let out a wail as if in protest and that shocked her. “And they actually understand when we talk?”
He only nodded.
When did kids get so smart?
“And the mess they created downstairs was because of what I said this morning?” She was appalled by the behavior. “And that’s okay?”
Ashok shrugged again making her want to yell, ‘Stop doing that’ but refrained. She was about to say something about how the kids’ bad behavior should not be condoned . But if they aren’t going to be her problem, why bother. The nannies had also made their way to the bathroom to give the kids a bath.
“Fine, I won’t say that again. I’m sorry.”
The evil little twins actually smirked at her and she was sure she had not imagined it. With that she took a note of how much she needed to watch out for what she said or did around the twins and left the bathroom feeling like she was reprimanded by the rugrats for telling them to stop pulling on each other’s hair.
Game on, kiddos!
CHAPTER 8
Ashok was in deep sleep but he heard the cries. The first time he heard them he thought he was having a nightmare until he realized it was the guest. It worried him the first couple of times but since then, he knew the drill.
He reached for his t-shirt and slipped it over his head. Unlike the first time when he rushed to her in just his sleep bottoms, he didn’t want her to be woken by a bare-chested man in the middle of the night. The look she had given him the first time she had a nightmare and he shook her out of it, she was scared and when he turned on the light, he noticed her visibly shut down like she felt threatened.
She didn’t need another worry and he didn’t want to be one.
He felt a small tug in his chest as he got closer as he heard sobs instead of cries or low-key screams. The sobs were silent and he wondered how he even heard her from his room.
Ashok slowly turned up the light on the bed side before tapping on her shoulder. He noticed tears on her cheeks and he felt a twist form in his chest.
