ARJUN'S POV :

Morning when she woke up her expressions were worth watching. She thought we did it but how can she even deem that. But I enjoyed teasing her.

Last night when I cuddled, I felt her boobs. They were touching my bare chest, whole night I struggled with my hard on.She was not wearing a bra. Right the moment I felt like sucking her. But I can't do that without her consent.

She felt embarrassed, my shy baby. What didn't expect was her reaction to the news of Rahul's death. When she heard the news ,she was shocked it would be an understatement.

I kept a facade of dumbfoundedness, who tells her that it's her husband who killed him. She is such an innocent soul who is even mourning for the person who degraded her in front of everyone.

Praying for his soul, she is too naive for this world. I should protect her at any cost. This world will not allow kindness and generosity to survive. Only cruelty, inhumanity, and malice will rule this world.

This is the lesson I learnt all my life. I don't want her to be sad. So I planned to go on a long drive. Thankgod she didn't deny it like any other time.

When everything was going perfectly. A beautiful morning, lovely wife and my favorite car. Each thing is more than perfect. She is cheerful and passed over Rahul's death.

That's when my senses were occupied with consternation. Until now I was focusing on the road and she got a call. I didn't want to make her feel watched so I was not paying attention.

Maybe that was my error. I turned my eyes to look at, she was sweating badly , trembling and her lips were quivering. This is the worst state I have ever seen her.

Tears were flowing continuously without halt, fidgeting her hands that knuckles turned white. This is making me more anxious. She unexpectedly hollering on the call.

‘NO, NO PLEASE DON'T DO THAT ‘

Who is on the other side of the call? What made her panic this badly? What might be the reason? All these questions were pondering my heart.

But now more than searching for answers I should handle her. I held her shoulders firmly to come out from her haze. She is not realizing her surroundings but continuously repeating the same thing.

“Why? Why? It should happen to me. He will not leave me. He will not leave. Who will save me?” She is recapitulating the same thing.

Now I understood the situation moderately. Definitely there is something which is terrifying her. Whatever the reason might be, whoever the person behind my wife's condition will get tyrannical and brutal death.

I was rubbing her hands, her hands were bleeding with harsh fidgeting. Wiping her sweat making her take deep breaths.

“ Baby look take deep breaths. Calm down baccha no one can harm you.” Saying comforting words I was rubbing her back.

“ Manvika, look , you are safe, no one can harm you. Baby inhaled deeply.” She was too occupied listening to me.

If it continues she may pass out. Arjun, you have to calm her, my heart was screaming. It is getting difficult to handle her.

“ Arjun, he will not leave me. Please save me from his clutches. Please, I beg you.” She was hysterically crying and pleading with me.

To her unknown I would torture the person to the hell. This is breaking my heart into pieces. Her vulnerable state is making me weak. She was hugging me tightly like her life depended on me.

I can face even death happily than looking at my love being devastated and broken. Her condition is getting worse. I can feel her heartbeat, her heart is thumping loudly.

I am trying my best to calm her. On a spur of a moment she passed out. Her hold on me loosened and her head fell from my shoulder. Fear creeped deep into my heart. What if I lose her?

My senses started to become numb but I can't give up. I have to save her. Tightening the seat belt on her gently I drove to the hospital.

I am driving at an insane speed. All the while holding her hand tightly.The thought of her lying lifeless beside me is killing. I accelerated the car within 20 minutes to the hospital.

I hurriedly came out and lifted her in my arms. Rushed to the doctor. The only thing running in my mind is to save her at any cost. One of the nurses enquired about the condition and called the doctor.

She was taken into the emergency ward and the doctor was checking on her. After 5 minutes the doctor came out and I rushed to her to find out about Manvika's condition.

“Doctor, how is she? Can I see her?” I precipitously asked her. She gave a questioning look.

“Who are you mister? What's your relationship with her?” she enquired.

“ I am her husband. She passed out in a panic.” I hastily said.

“ Her blood pressure is high and she is struggling with something. “ doctor explained her condition.

“So then start treatment. Do something, please save her?” I didn't notice my tone, it was a bit loud. Instead of treating my wife she is reasoning here this made me angry.

“Can you explain her medical condition like, is she under any medication? Is it the first time she is suffering from a panic attack? What triggered her panic?”

With irritation she shot me many questions. But none of them have answers. Last time she passed out was during our first fight but I can't confirm it was a panic attack.

With blank face I shaked my head as no.” I don't know.” I muttered slowly.

“Kaise pati ho aap? Aap Ki patni ke bare mein kuch nahi pata Ya badi mujhe batne. Agar aap kuch batate toh hum treatment shuru karte hi Varna it is risky to proceed further.”

(What kind of husband are you? You don't know anything about your wife. If you tell them we will start treatment. If not, it's risky to proceed further.)

Literally her words made a point to me. I claim myself as her husband and to love her but I didn't even know her medications, her medical conditions.

Guilt, shame, rage engulfed me. I should have known more about her. She is suffering mentally but I couldn't notice it. Last time I thought it was due to stress. If I had been cautious this would not happen.

Who could know about her? Her family was the first thing that came into my hope. But when she opened up about her past I couldn't dare or trust to call them.

I have to do something but who can help me with this. After giving it a second thought I hesitantly called Neha. I took her number from Manvika's phone.

After 5 rings she lifted the call. I didn't give her time to react. It's not the time for our conversation.

“Hello Neha please come to abc hospital. Manvika has fallen unconscious. Hurry up.” I spoke swiftly.

She didn't question anything but asked the address of the hospital. Thank god she didn't show tantrums like any other time.

I was waiting outside the room. Honestly, it was killing me. The urge to choke the doctor is building for not giving treatment or doing something.

Finally after 30 minutes Neha came running. She seems worried and tense. Doctor was coming towards us. Neha didn't notice me. She ran to the doctor and started to question.

“ Doctor, I am Manvika's friend. What happened to her?”

Doctor explained her condition and enquired about medications. Surprisingly Neha said every little detail about Manvika.

“ Yeah doctor, she has been suffering from panic attacks for the past 3 years. She is taking therapy from Dr. Shalini. She takes antidepressants. It's rare that she falls unconscious.”

I was taken back by discovering her condition. She is undergoing therapy and using antidepressants but I have no idea. I was standing like a log leaning on the wall.

“ Now we can proceed with our treatment. Thank you.” Doctor went in.

Neha turned towards me and contradicted me. She sat on the chair beside me.

“How did it all trigger again? What happened?” she questioned me. It means she knows about her condition. Coming out of my thoughts I answered her.

“She got a phone call and I didn't know what the other person was saying. She panicked by saying ‘he will not leave me Arjun. Please save me.’ She repeatedly said these words. I didn't know what they meant. She fell unconscious.”

Her face paled and expressions drained. Now I confirmed she knows the reason behind my wife's panic attacks.

“ He is back again.” She whispered but I heard her.

“ Who is back? What happened to Manvika?” I questioned her. This is important whoever might be I am going to hunt them.

Definitely after laying my hands on that person it will be the last day for them.

“No, I am not sure whether I can say that to you or not. It's Manvika's place to explain.” This literally pissed me. Here I am dying and scared to look at her condition.

“Neha, I am not in the mood to fight. It's better if you say calmly before I force you. Do you think she would share with me knowing about her nature?”

I warned Neha that she looked petrified. She is fidgeting her scarf before look at me.

“ Neha, it's important for me to know about her past. I can't see her suffering like this. I know you care for her.” I tried to assure her.

She nodded and prepared herself to say.

What is that she is hesitating to say? What is that which scared my baby?

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