Adultery A Husband and Wife’s Playful Texts Turn Into a Complicated Affair

[christopernolan]

Chapter 62: Jay’s Self Reflection & Nikitha’s feeling Safer in Jay Arms. 



While the entire day had been a whirlwind of suspicion and calculation for Sharmi and Jay, Nikitha was lost in her own storm.

The first half of the day, she could barely concentrate on work. Her mind kept circling back to Sharmi’s strange laugh in the lift. Did she see something? Does she know about the kiss with Tharun when the door was open? The fear gnawed at her, making every passing colleague feel like a potential threat. She obsessively checked the office WhatsApp group for any whispers, but nothing appeared.

By afternoon, after she spoke a little with Sharmi, his distracted response assured her, no rumors surfaced, a small relief came — but it was short-lived. Another storm hit when Sharmi casually mentioned she would drop Jay home. Nikitha felt an instant, irrational irritation flare up. How dare she offer him a ride? The possessiveness surprised even her, but she quickly calmed herself, reminding herself of her own double standards.

Tharun, sensing her distant and fearful mood during their brief meeting in his cabin, didn’t push for a kiss. He simply held her hand for a moment, his thumb stroking her knuckles gently, offering silent comfort. Nikitha was grateful, her mind was already too much of a storm to handle anything more.

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The drive back home was tedious with her mind occupying random thoughts. She accelerated the car, trying to speed home, imagining Sharmi may cross a line with Jay. On the way, she spotted it parked in the opposite direction near a small gift shop, several kilometers away from their home. She knew it was Sharmi’s car. She was surprised she left home so soon. But she didn’t stop. She accelerated further, reaching home in minutes..

Upon entering, she found Jay alone.

She casually enquired, trying to sound normal, “All good? Where is Sharmi?She always finds reasons to stay longer.”

Jay was not ready to read the underlying tone, his mind was filled with the sudden questions from Sharmi, that almost like digging their secrets. Jay looked at Nikitha’s face, he didn’t want to alarm her or create panic. He simply said, “She just went back. Some emergency at home, it seems.”


For a second he just recalled how he scared Sharmi, his stubborn act.. He looked at Niki and realised how he had never calmly responded to her back when some arguments came up in the past, he had not shown his face like how he did to Sharmi, but he had not cared to respond and clear things properly. Today with Sharmi, he explained and tried to calm her, earlier he never did that with Nikki, His facial expression may even have scared Nikki like it did with Sharmi. Jay learned his first lesson, on what all could have gone wrong.


They had a quiet dinner. Not much was spoken. with every passing minute. The silence was heavy, filled with things neither dared to voice.

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That night, both pretended to sleep but took a long time, their minds still churning with everything unsaid.

At 5:40 AM, Nikitha woke first in the soft, early morning light. The moment awareness returned, she froze.

She was lying inside Jay’s arm.

His body had unconsciously pulled her close during the night — his chest pressed warmly against her back, one strong arm wrapped around her waist, holding her securely like he used to in the early days of their marriage. His breath brushed the back of her neck, steady and familiar. The warmth of him seeped through her thin nighty, making her feel strangely safe… yet painfully awkward.

After weeks of cold distance, the sudden closeness felt both comforting and dangerous. Her recent moments with Tharun, the guilt of hurting Jay — it all crashed over her like a wave. She wanted to slip out of his embrace so she wouldn’t disgust him. But she liked his hold. She craved it. She feared if Jay woke, he might feel disgust holding her after everything she had done.

Yet her heart strangely yearned for this warmth. She allowed herself to stay, closing her eyes and silently wishing the moment would last just a little longer.
Several minutes later, she felt his arm slowly withdraw. His hand lingered for a heartbeat on her waist before pulling away, almost reluctantly.
Nikitha carefully opened her eyelids just a sliver to see his reaction.

Jay had pulled back with a sudden, visible shock on his face — like he had disturbed something sacred that wasn’t his to touch anymore. He quickly turned away and pretended to be asleep again, his breathing deliberately even.

Nikitha stayed perfectly still for some minutes, continuing to pretend she was sleeping. The brief, tender moment had ended, leaving only the heavy silence of everything unresolved between them.


The morning breakfast was quiet. They got ready for office, Jay driving the car as he had regained most of his strength.

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At the office, when they entered together, the company was discussing refreshment programs. HR had sent a circular in the morning asking for ideas for fun activities after the back-to-back successful launches.

Jay strangely searched for Sharmi out of concern — he had scared her the previous day. He found her standing at the side of the floor.

An hour later, after discussions ended and everyone dispersed, Jay opened his laptop lid. Inside was a decorated card. He opened it.

It had a big “SORRY” written in bold, followed by a message:
“I’m sorry, please forgive me. I genuinely wanted to help a friend, especially my mentor who I consider as a friend. I don’t know, maybe I’m a bit younger so I don’t know my space. I fear my behavior would affect professional relations at the office. I could not get a better mentor than you. 

I’m sorry. If you could forgive this junior and would consider me as an indisciplined friend, I would be grateful. I will learn everything from you. 


If you could understand my sincerity and forgive me, buy me lunch as an apology from your side…  because you scared me. If not, let me consider this as your final answer and pretend nothing happened. However, I'm not just a specialist at messing up friendship, I'm also a specialist at messing up code. Please help me through someone when I face bugs. :)”

— Yours apologetically, Junior Sharmi

Jay had a small smile. He didn’t know Sharmi was just trying to earn his trust to extract something. else... He thought she was genuinely trying to fix things.
He turned around and called Sharmi, who looked at him with a panicked yet hopeful expression.

“I need to have tablets on time,” he said. “Let’s go to lunch sharp at 1 PM.”
He smiled and turned back to his screen.

Sharmi took her bag and rushed to his place, her face lighting up with relief and energy.

Jay looked at her for a second — enthusiastic and energetic Sharmi immediately coming to his side after his small token of acceptance, attention, and forgiveness. But at the same time, something else deeply hit him.

Looking at her face, he remembered how Nikitha used to be a little enthusiastic at the start of their relationship. What if Nikki wanted the same attention? She might have craved that… also maybe acceptance before all?

Jay started to realize. Last day, she made him realise, how he was lethargic in explaining talking calm to Nikki. Now a lesson on attention and acceptance.. 

He knew it could be late, but he could not deny it. For a second, he looked at Sharmi and asked himself in his mind, What else are you going to teach me, Sharmi?

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[LustyLeo]

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[Mukul@99]

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Chapter 63: Jealousy in the Pantry & Tharun's Control. 

For a few minutes after calling Sharmi, Jay could not take his eyes off her. She moved with an energetic bounce that reminded him of a much younger, brighter version of the woman he once knew. Sharmi looked like someone who had arrived exactly at the right time to give him clarity about what he had been doing wrong. But a quiet voice inside him whispered, You came like a savior… but it’s a bit late.

He wasn’t sure if things could still be reversed. He felt Nikitha had already crossed a line. Yet he was strangely thankful to Sharmi. Her innocent concern and the way she had tried to reach him had forced him to see how cold and unresponsive he had become with Nikitha. Perhaps it was better to know something had gone wrong because of his own actions, rather than watching it crumble for no clear reason.

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The noon break arrived. Jay stood up and walked over to Sharmi’s desk.

“Let’s go,” he said simply. “Lunch at 1 PM, like I promised.”

Sharmi’s face lit up with genuine excitement. She grabbed her bag quickly, almost as if she had been waiting for this moment. As they walked toward the pantry canteen together, she chattered lightly, trying to keep the conversation easy and warm.

Minutes later, as they settled at a table with their trays, Nikitha entered the pantry with Tharun walking beside her. She waved casually at Sharmi, who waved back with a bright smile.

But Sharmi noticed something else.

Nikitha’s eyes kept drifting toward their table. The stare was subtle, but unmistakable. While she sat with Tharun, picking at her food, her gaze repeatedly returned to Jay and Sharmi. There was visible jealousy in the way her fingers tightened around her spoon, in the slight tension around her mouth.

Jay, lost in his own thoughts, remained unbothered, staring down at his plate. Sharmi, however, saw the perfect opportunity. She decided to test how far Nikitha’s tolerance would stretch.

She leaned in a little closer to Jay, laughing softly at something minor he said, making her laughter just loud enough to carry. She touched his arm lightly while speaking, playing the role of an enthusiastic junior perfectly. “You know, you really are a great mentor. I feel so much better working with you.”

Nikitha’s eyes never left them.

She tried to focus on Tharun, smiling and nodding at whatever he was saying, but her attention kept slipping back. Sharmi noticed every glance. Interesting, she thought. For years Jay was openly involved with Anjali, and Nikitha never showed open anger then. One can see her discomfort, only when some one focus her expression.  But now… she’s watching like this?

Sharmi relaxed, hiding a small, knowing smile. She remembered she needed to get closer to Nikitha to uncover the truth. Playing a little more wouldn’t hurt. She laughed again — brighter this time — and leaned in toward Jay while sharing a small work anecdote, making sure the moment looked warm and friendly.


Nikitha had seen Jay grow close to Anjali before, but this time, watching him with Sharmi affected her differently. It wasn’t the sharp, stabbing pain of the past like a mere discomfort, back then she knows She tried to console herself. This is just to protect our marriage secret in front of others .

But now its different, deep down, she knew the truth: she was ready to move away from Jay, yet she couldn’t fully break the bond. Now a new complication had arrived in the form of Sharmi. A deep, uneasy discomfort settled in her chest — heavier and more confusing. She felt like she is getting some realization of how deep she had been attached emotionally to Jay. 


She was trying to reason why to herself... Unlike Anjali, who had come to Jay purely for physical thrill and tension-filled encounters, Sharmi was different. Here Jay looks like making an extra effort ... Jay took her to lunch. They shared light conversations, soft smiles, and genuine communication. Nikitha could see the difference clearly. There was warmth. Comfort. A slow-building connection.

A fierce wave of possessiveness mixed with jealousy surged through her.
He never did any of this with Anjali.

Tharun noticed her distracted gaze fixed on Jay’s table. He leaned closer during lunch and asked softly, “What happened, Nikki? Why are you staring at his table… or at Sharmi? Is something odd? Are you still thinking about jay have seen us kissing that day?”

Nikitha quickly masked her emotions. “No,” she said, forcing a small smile. “I just have neck pain. I have to sit like this. Then after a pause she said...  I don’t have any appetite.” She pushed her plate away and left the cafeteria, her mind swirling in confusion. She still couldn’t make a clear decision about anything.

Sharmi, who had been watching from afar, noted Nikitha’s departure. A small, calculated smile formed on her lips. She’s possessive. And jealous. She wondered if pushing a little more would finally make Nikitha snap and confront her. But she also doubted it — after all, Nikitha had stayed silent even when Jay was involved with Anjali.

Tharun followed Nikitha shortly after. These days, she spent most afternoons in his cabin. He entered, locked the door behind him, and walked over to her.



He gently placed his hands on her neck and shoulders, massaging slowly. “Is it paining here, darling?”

Nikitha stayed lost in thought. Tharun could sense something was deeply disturbing her. He continued the massage, his voice low and caring. “Are you still thinking about who might have watched us kissing? Do you think Jay and Sharmi are talking about it?”
After a long pause, Nikitha shook her head. “No.”

“Then why do you keep staring at their seats?” Tharun asked gently. “I know you don’t have neck pain.”
She stayed silent, unsure how to explain without revealing too much.

Tharun sighed softly. “There must be only two reasons for your behavior…” He waited, then continued when she didn’t speak. “Tell me, Nikki.”
She finally opened up, choosing her words carefully. “I was thinking about my husband. These days, he and my friend are becoming too close. It’s hurting me.”

Tharun was stunned. He hadn’t expected such honesty. He realized she still hadn’t fully let go of her husband, nor accepted the possibility of a new relationship. Still, he probed gently, “How is that related to you staring at Jay’s table?”

Nikitha tried to reason without exposing her secret. “I was just wondering… how Jay moved on so easily with Sharmi after Anjali left. Is it that easy for men to move on?”

Tharun let out a soft laugh, though there was a hint of unease behind it. “So you’re placing Jay in your husband’s position?” He laughed again, trying to lighten the mood. “It’s natural, Nikki. When we’re no longer attached physically or emotionally, men or women tend to move forward. But I’m not sure about Sharmi… you might be overthinking it.”

Nikitha nodded weakly. “Yes… I’m not clear in my decisions. I keep oscillating. I keep hurting everyone. I couldn’t accept his sudden love, nor could I accept how he took me for granted before. I’m stuck.” Her voice cracked slightly. “But I’m realizing I’m getting jealous… even too possessive.”

Tharun’s heart sank a little. A quiet fear crept in — at this pace, she might drift away from him. He decided to distract her, to pull her back into the present moment with him.

He continued massaging her neck and shoulders, his hands slow and deliberate. “Nikki, listen to me,” he said softly, his breath warm against her ear. “Sometimes we need to let go. No matter how much we once loved someone, if it’s not reciprocated, it’s best to move on. What you’re doing is worse than hate. By not letting him go and freeing yourself, you’re hurting both him and you.”

He paused, then added gently, “I’m not saying this because I fear losing you. I’m saying it because I fear you are losing the best version of yourself… and the best opportunity waiting for all of us.”

Nikitha closed her eyes, conflicted. “But I can’t come out of it. Maybe I still love him… the part I keep denying. I don’t know how to distract myself from these thoughts.”

Tharun’s voice dropped, turning husky. “There is a way.”
Nikitha looked up at him, startled. “How?”

Tharun’s voice dropped, turning dangerously husky. “There is a way.”


Before Nikitha could even process his words, his hands moved with sudden, bold intent.
Standing behind her chair, he didn’t ask. He didn’t hesitate.

His hands slipped swiftly from her neck, gliding down her shoulders and diving straight through the open neckline of her kurta in one smooth, assertive motion. Warm, strong fingers slid inside her bra without warning, cupping her bare breasts directly. The shock of skin-on-skin contact hit her instantly — his hot palms pressing fully against her soft, sensitive flesh.

Nikitha gasped sharply, her body jolting in surprise. “Tharun—!”
But he didn’t let her speak.

In the next second, he bent down, tilting her head back firmly with one hand while the other continued possessively massaging her bare breasts. He captured her mouth in a deep, hungry kiss — raw, consuming, and completely in control. His tongue invaded her mouth with urgent passion, swallowing her surprised moan.

His hands were relentless now. He squeezed her breasts with firm, erotic pressure, thumbs rolling over her hardening nipples, pinching and teasing them between his fingers. The sudden shift from gentle massage to this bold, dominant touch left her breathless and trembling. Bare skin against bare skin, his warm palms kneading and owning her chest as he kissed her like he was claiming every inch of her attention.

Nikitha’s mind spun. One moment she had been lost in guilt and confusion — the next, Tharun had taken complete control, his hands inside her kurta, groping and massaging her naked breasts while devouring her lips. The shock mixed with overwhelming pleasure made her thighs press together instinctively.

He broke the kiss just enough to growl against her lips, voice thick with desire, “This is how I distract you, baby. Stop thinking about him.”
Then he kissed her again, even deeper, his fingers continuing their sensual assault on her bare breasts — squeezing, stroking, and teasing her nipples until her body arched helplessly into his touch.

For those heated moments, Tharun had taken full control — and Nikitha was too shocked, too aroused, to stop him.

[Pushpa Purusan]

Suck her nipples, finger her and make her beg to take her.

[Deepak_The_Writer]

Waiting for a long update

[heygiwriter]

Chapter 64: Boundaries & Torn Hearts

The kiss had already deepened dangerously.


Tharun’s hands were firm on her breast, his mouth hungry and insistent. His hand freed her breast.. now the hands moved to her thigh under the chair..  In one bold move, he tried to lift her into his arms, intending to carry her toward the small attached bedroom in his cabin. He was turned on so much that he felt they are going to have unrestricted sex today right there in the office. His grip tightened, his body pressing her closer as if he could sweep her away from all her doubts.

For a split second, Nikitha felt the heat — the temptation of letting go completely. But something inside her snapped back. She could not be normal. She could not proceed with something new — love or lust — just like that, without confirming her inner conflicts.

She stiffened. Her body didn’t arch to give him space. She pushed against his chest, breaking the kiss and freeing herself from his grasp.
Tharun looked confused, breathing heavily. “What happened?” he asked, voice husky.

She stood immediately from the chair.. she wiped her lips and said.. “Nothing, Tharun,” she said, stepping back. “I guess this is enough. Without me making clear decisions, I think we should not advance too much. Kisses are fine… but your groping my breast without my consent is too much.. enough for now.”

Tharun’s eyes darkened with a mix of desire and frustration. 

He decided to play a bit to see her reaction.. With she had already allowed to press her breast, he decided to try one more. 

He stepped closer, a seductive smile playing on his lips. “Why do you fear we would rush too much?” 
Niki said no, i know you.. you wont but... 

Tharun: “I guess my hold is super powerful…that makes you feel like you would slip? wana try again..”

He reached out, both hands boldly cupping her breasts over her kurta, thumbs pressing and pinching her nipples through the fabric. 

Slap!

The sound echoed sharply in the quiet cabin.

Nikitha’s hand had moved on pure adrenaline. She regretted it instantly — the moment her palm connected with his cheek. She hadn’t meant to hit him. It was too much, too sudden, not even in her control..

Tharun froze, his face turning slightly from the impact. For a second, he looked genuinely hurt — not just physically, but deeply. He stepped back, rubbing his cheek, his expression a mix of shock and disappointment.

Tharun: Nikki why did you slapped me?
He looked visibly upset and confused!

Tharun: Nikki, not even my parents had slapped me? no one.. i would get one if if were really wrong, am i not your future husband? didnt we speak about that.. dont you know i loved you.. I think you should have seen it, even thought i admit i lusted you.. these days its always love that overtook my lust. 

Today it was something else not just lust, even if you could not agree to my love or lust, didnt you say once. that "you were ready for temporary sex,  if we could not make this relationship work. Did you forget? Im not telling this to make you feel little. But I just wanted to ask why you slapped me? when you could have considered it any of this way. 

NIkkitha was stunned by her own doing and she dont know how to console him or reason him. She doesnt know why she acted this way. 

Tharun continued and today it was not lust.. I didn’t do this to fulfill my sexual need. Today you seemed so disturbed, i felt you are hurting yourself by not letting him go. I thought we should get physically close so that you could easily get distracted from his thoughts. But you slapped me… I felt so low. I felt like some cheap ass. 

Its like you showed me my place. Im for sure not a predator who hunts his prey, im some one who came to love you, and take you to deserved place. I didnt everything for you, the way i behave its all for you and you are the reason why im like this. but i got slaps, he laughed disappointingly. 

Nikitha felt terrible. She knew she was the reason Tharun had become so intimate with her. Yet she had slapped him. His ego must have been bruised. She didn’t want to hurt a man who openly claimed to love her, who was making every effort and patiently waiting for her.
She stepped forward, catching his hand gently.

“I’m sorry, Tharun. I don't know know how i reacted so fast. . I didn’t mean to hurt you like that.”
Tharun stayed silent for a moment, his face still stubborn. But he didn’t pull away.

Tharun: From now on i wont kiss you.. i wont touch you.. unless you say. I still love you.. i still want you. but i need to be clear that all this happening for love, i want you to see its love and not lust. This is a lesson for me today.

Nikitha took a deep breath. She said i know you would be hurt and disappointed but see just hear this. Please.”
He nodded, waiting.

She spoke carefully, her voice trembling slightly. I understood everything but regarding that temporary sex... see "Once, temporary sex felt fine because I wasn’t sure. I just wanted to feel love even if that is temporary.. but after what all happend, after being with you..  Now I’m sure about one thing — I want to live with love, the way I truly want. I’m not looking back. I indeed believe we are already in that path..  I don’t want to settle for cheap thrills or just sex. 

To be precise, deep down I know I’m doing the right thing, but some part of my heart is not leaving him it just scares me with warning like there could be some different reality exits. Just give me some time to accept everything, to give a proper closure. I still believe,  With him, it’s not love. Love just from myself is not love. He is yet to show me how he loved me. There were no memories. There was nothing I saw… I even doubt if he knew me well. I just beg you to give me some time, Tharun… please.”

Now, It’s just my wandering thoughts giving me too many headache. i'm suffering a long than you think.
Im sorry Tharun. 
Im Sorry..

Frankly i don't want to Hurt you.. its same way i dont want to Hurt him... 

Tharun looked at her for a long moment. His eyes softened with real understanding. He pulled her into a warm, gentle hug, holding her close without any sexual pressure. 

“I’m sorry too,” he whispered against her hair. Then he pulled back slightly, his voice firm but kind. “But from now on, I won’t kiss you. I won’t touch you. Not without your clear signal. Its for real..  I don’t want to feel like I’m the one pushing everything. 

And one more.. If you really choose me, I want you to invite me. I want you to say it and i want us to enjoy sex before we marry the moment you decided to accept my love! Just keep this in mind. Im pretty sure about that.”

He stepped back, unlocked the door, and looked at her with quiet resolve.
“Go to your place. You need to finish that project.”

Nikitha stood there, feeling torn between both men. She had started hurting Tharun too, because she could not fully leave Jay. The weight of it pressed on her chest.

She decided, in that moment, she needed to make a firm decision soon. She didn’t want both men to get hurt in the process.

[Vettaiyyan]

Ohh disappointed the way nikki messed up everything

[Mukul@99]

Wow !! Putting a mask on feelings and emotions with something even more deeper and sinister. This is an emotional rollercoaster. Such a fantastic read. Sir your descriptive writing made the scenes come to life. Story is so tightly written & definitely immersive. Eagerly awaiting the next update.

[Deepak_The_Writer]

The story is going smoothly no flaws

[heygiwriter]

Chapter 65: Jealousy Test & Sharmi’s Plan

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The 3:30 PM break arrived like any other — people drifting toward the pantry, chatting about deadlines, weekend plans, and the latest office gossip. But for Nikitha, it felt like walking into a minefield. Her mind was still reeling from the earlier conversation with Tharun, the slap, the guilt, and the heavy realization that she was hurting everyone around her.

Unware of the storm, Sharmi had been waiting for her at the pantry area.

As soon as Nikitha stepped into the pantry area, Sharmi playfully pushed her aside with a warm smile.
“Hey! What happened, Sharmi? Why are you pushing me?” Nikitha asked, slightly startled.

Sharmi grinned. “I need to speak with you.”
“Regarding?”

Sharmi tilted her head playfully. “From when did you start asking me for purposes to speak with you?”
Nikitha sighed, trying to keep her voice light. “Leave that. Tell me what’s it about.”

Sharmi led her to a relatively quiet corner table. They sat side by side. Sharmi leaned in slightly, lowering her voice.
“I found this crazy couple in the office…”

Nikitha’s heart skipped a beat. “What?”
Sharmi continued with a mischievous smile. 

“Yeah, I know this couple… but they pretend they are not a real couple for some reasons. And there’s a secret I want to tell.”

Nikitha was stunned. Does Sharmi know? Her palms felt cold. She tried to keep her face neutral. “Whom are you referring to?”
Sharmi shrugged. “It doesn’t matter. I want to be a secret keeper, not a whistleblower.”

Sharmi continued: What's more fascinating about this couple is, they are havin sex with others, i mean, husband with some women and wife with a some men. Strange right, thrilling, such a adventurous couple. 

Nikitha’s mind raced. She forced a calm response. Nikitha was not sure whom she was referring but the scenario and reference of couple matces her and Jay.  She was not sure if Sharmi conversation has hidden agenda so she decided to speak indirectly.

Nikith asked. Whom you are referring too and did they said yourself directly?
Sharmi said no i just observe them, and almost certain this is what happening. 

Nikitha now knows the couple she refering too is almost them.. she continued with a fitting response that should shut Sharmi.  She said, “I’m not interested in others’ personal matters. Maybe you should stop poking into people’s lives and assuming stories if you haven’t heard directly from them. Maybe the couple has disagreements. Maybe they never loved each other and wanted a new life. You cannot pin a story around people you haven’t heard from directly.”

Sharmi listened carefully. Nikitha’s indirect answer almost confirmed her suspicions. They are a couple. And Nikitha herself admits they didn’t love each other and are searching for new lives. 

Nikitha said if this is what all you called me for.. then im not interested in this topic, im leaving... Nikitha stood from her chair.
But Sharmi hold her hand. Sharmi also sensed the discomfort. She decided not to push too hard yet.


Sharmi smiled innocently. “This is not why I called you, really.”
“Then?”

Sharmi leaned closer, her voice dropping. “It’s about Jay.”
Nikitha’s body tensed visibly. Her expression shifted from cautious to worried and suspicious. “What about Jay?”

Sharmi could see the reaction clearly. She decided to test her on the spot — a jealousy test to reconfirm.
She asked straight, “You have left Jay for Tharun, right?”

Nikitha was shocked by the blunt statement. “What? What are you blabbering?”
Sharmi corrected herself quickly but kept pushing. “I mean… you once had eyes on Jay, but he was with Anjali. Now I know you are with Tharun. I think you won’t feel bad if I get closer to Jay?”

The question was direct and odd. It made Nikitha boil inside. But after her heavy interaction with Tharun earlier, she was already apologetic and in the mood to stop and make the right decision — to move on she still stupidly believe what she doing is right...

Sharmi stressed, “I want to be in a relationship with Jay. Hope it’s okay for you?”
Nikitha stayed silent for a moment, her chest tight. She finally said, her voice cold, “If this is what you want, then go ahead. I don’t see Jay anymore. Jay is yours. I have nothing to do with him.”

Sharmi watched her carefully. Nikitha stood up abruptly and left the table in visible rage, her steps hurried.

Sharmi sat back, a small, satisfied smile forming on her lips. Nikitha, you fool. Can’t you see yourself that you love Jay too much?! Just wait there, baby. I will make you fight with me and prove yourself that you love him before everyone.

She challenged Nikitha silently in her mind and left the pantry, heading toward the organizing team floor. Sharmi had already decided — she would use the upcoming refreshment program as the perfect event to bring Jay and Nikitha together.