08-06-2026, 11:22 PM
Chapter 25: Peach Saree & Hidden Truths
The morning of the big launch day felt heavier than usual.
Sunlight streamed into their bedroom as Nikitha stood before the mirror, dbanging a beautiful peach saree with delicate floral borders — the exact same shade and pattern that had inspired Tharun’s angel avatar. The fabric clung gracefully to her curves, elegant yet undeniably sensual.
Jay, still buttoning his shirt, paused and stared at her reflection.
“You’re wearing the peach saree today?” he asked, his voice tight.
“We already closed the project.
He can’t bring another angel avatar if you wear this again.”
Nikitha adjusted her pallu carefully.
“You always come home late,” she said calmly.
“Your department is too hectic.
You never know what’s happening on our side.”
Jay’s jaw clenched. His mind kept replaying the chat history he had secretly read the previous night.
She continued, “Tharun specifically asked me to wear this today.
He dropped me home last night and mentioned it.”
Jay froze mid-motion.
“He dropped you home?” His voice sharpened. “We have never invited any office staff here, right?”
Nikitha turned to him, sensing the storm brewing.
“I’m sorry… I was just chatting with him and lost track of time. But I was careful.
I entered through the external staircase after he left. Pretending i live upstairs.
I didn’t invite him inside the house. I felt awkward about it.”
Jay exhaled slowly, trying to keep his voice steady.
“So… you two have gotten really close now?”
Nikitha gave a small, cute shrug, mimicking a playful gesture with her hand. “Not that close… but yes, we are a bit closer now.” She smiled teasingly.
Jay want to check on her, micheviously to test if she would tell more..
He said..
“I miss those nights when I used to playfully drag you two into chats on the phone.
In a way, I’m trying my best to keep him glued to you so our secret stays safe.”
She turned fully toward him with a naughty smile.
“Take my phone. See for yourself. The last four days. Go on.”
Jay was surprised. He had expected her to hide it. Instead, she was being open.
He took her phone and scrolled through the chats while she finished her makeup.
The messages were filled with playful teasing, compliments, voice notes, and inside jokes.
“Oh, mistaken husband…” Jay muttered under his breath, reading one of Tharun’s lines aloud.
“What exactly are you both trying here?”
Nikitha looked at him through the mirror. “He is trying me. I’m friend-zoning him… mostly.”
Im making things comfortably settling!
“But the chats looks uncomfortable for me.” Jay blurted..
For a second, their eyes met. Jay’s gaze carried clear hurt. Nikitha’s heart immediately sank into guilt.
She turned to him fully. “What are you thinking? Why is this uncomfortable for you?”
Jay quickly masked his feelings. “You didn’t involve me in this.” He just tried to act cool.
The words slipped out heavier than he intended.
Nikitha laughed lightly, but it didn’t reach her eyes. “Don’t jump into my personal space like that…”
The word “personal” landed heavily between them. Nikitha immediately regretted it.
“Get ready soon,” she said gently. “We have the launch today.
I ironed a shirt for you. Wear that golden blazer — you’re the hero today.”
Jay gave a bitter smile. “Hero? I’m just the husband now… while you’re the angel.”
Nikitha laughed softly, but the air between them remained thick.
She doesnt know why it pains.. she wanted to just share about her progres with Tharun like a true friend, but sharing these kind of pain her..
On the way to the office, Jay was torn. He couldn’t predict her anymore.
She is so close with him, yet openly inovlving me.?
A part of him felt she was slowly moving away.
As they reached the office, the atmosphere was electric. Dignitaries, clients, and the entire team had gathered.
The launch was scheduled to begin in twenty minutes.
Tharun and Nikitha shared a quick, knowing glance across the hall. She walked up to him confidently and shook his hand, congratulating him on his first major project success.
Jay watched from a distance.
Nikitha noticed, for first time in years, he had looked at her..
she realised Tharun closness might be disturbing for him? why her heart raced?
she quickly typed and send a message, she signed Jay to look at his phone.
Suddenly, his phone vibrated.
A new message from Nikitha.
Nikitha:
[Photo of a beautifully wrapped gift box]
Gift waiting for you at home. Congratulations on the big achievement, even before the launch ? You deserve this, my hero.
Jay stared at the message, a complex mix of warmth and pain hitting him.
He smirked, what farewell gift? for being your husband?
Anjali suddenly appeared and hugged Jay tightly. “This is your big day! I’m so proud of you.”
Jay hugged her back mechanically, but his eyes kept drifting toward Nikitha.
Then, to everyone’s surprise, the host for the launch event stepped onto the stage.
It was none other than Nikitha.
She looked radiant in the peach saree, confident and glowing under the lights.
The same saree that had started everything.
The morning of the big launch day felt heavier than usual.
Sunlight streamed into their bedroom as Nikitha stood before the mirror, dbanging a beautiful peach saree with delicate floral borders — the exact same shade and pattern that had inspired Tharun’s angel avatar. The fabric clung gracefully to her curves, elegant yet undeniably sensual.
Jay, still buttoning his shirt, paused and stared at her reflection.
“You’re wearing the peach saree today?” he asked, his voice tight.
“We already closed the project.
He can’t bring another angel avatar if you wear this again.”
Nikitha adjusted her pallu carefully.
“You always come home late,” she said calmly.
“Your department is too hectic.
You never know what’s happening on our side.”
Jay’s jaw clenched. His mind kept replaying the chat history he had secretly read the previous night.
She continued, “Tharun specifically asked me to wear this today.
He dropped me home last night and mentioned it.”
Jay froze mid-motion.
“He dropped you home?” His voice sharpened. “We have never invited any office staff here, right?”
Nikitha turned to him, sensing the storm brewing.
“I’m sorry… I was just chatting with him and lost track of time. But I was careful.
I entered through the external staircase after he left. Pretending i live upstairs.
I didn’t invite him inside the house. I felt awkward about it.”
Jay exhaled slowly, trying to keep his voice steady.
“So… you two have gotten really close now?”
Nikitha gave a small, cute shrug, mimicking a playful gesture with her hand. “Not that close… but yes, we are a bit closer now.” She smiled teasingly.
Jay want to check on her, micheviously to test if she would tell more..
He said..
“I miss those nights when I used to playfully drag you two into chats on the phone.
In a way, I’m trying my best to keep him glued to you so our secret stays safe.”
She turned fully toward him with a naughty smile.
“Take my phone. See for yourself. The last four days. Go on.”
Jay was surprised. He had expected her to hide it. Instead, she was being open.
He took her phone and scrolled through the chats while she finished her makeup.
The messages were filled with playful teasing, compliments, voice notes, and inside jokes.
“Oh, mistaken husband…” Jay muttered under his breath, reading one of Tharun’s lines aloud.
“What exactly are you both trying here?”
Nikitha looked at him through the mirror. “He is trying me. I’m friend-zoning him… mostly.”
Im making things comfortably settling!
“But the chats looks uncomfortable for me.” Jay blurted..
For a second, their eyes met. Jay’s gaze carried clear hurt. Nikitha’s heart immediately sank into guilt.
She turned to him fully. “What are you thinking? Why is this uncomfortable for you?”
Jay quickly masked his feelings. “You didn’t involve me in this.” He just tried to act cool.
The words slipped out heavier than he intended.
Nikitha laughed lightly, but it didn’t reach her eyes. “Don’t jump into my personal space like that…”
The word “personal” landed heavily between them. Nikitha immediately regretted it.
“Get ready soon,” she said gently. “We have the launch today.
I ironed a shirt for you. Wear that golden blazer — you’re the hero today.”
Jay gave a bitter smile. “Hero? I’m just the husband now… while you’re the angel.”
Nikitha laughed softly, but the air between them remained thick.
She doesnt know why it pains.. she wanted to just share about her progres with Tharun like a true friend, but sharing these kind of pain her..
On the way to the office, Jay was torn. He couldn’t predict her anymore.
She is so close with him, yet openly inovlving me.?
A part of him felt she was slowly moving away.
As they reached the office, the atmosphere was electric. Dignitaries, clients, and the entire team had gathered.
The launch was scheduled to begin in twenty minutes.
Tharun and Nikitha shared a quick, knowing glance across the hall. She walked up to him confidently and shook his hand, congratulating him on his first major project success.
Jay watched from a distance.
Nikitha noticed, for first time in years, he had looked at her..
she realised Tharun closness might be disturbing for him? why her heart raced?
she quickly typed and send a message, she signed Jay to look at his phone.
Suddenly, his phone vibrated.
A new message from Nikitha.
Nikitha:
[Photo of a beautifully wrapped gift box]
Gift waiting for you at home. Congratulations on the big achievement, even before the launch ? You deserve this, my hero.
Jay stared at the message, a complex mix of warmth and pain hitting him.
He smirked, what farewell gift? for being your husband?
Anjali suddenly appeared and hugged Jay tightly. “This is your big day! I’m so proud of you.”
Jay hugged her back mechanically, but his eyes kept drifting toward Nikitha.
Then, to everyone’s surprise, the host for the launch event stepped onto the stage.
It was none other than Nikitha.
She looked radiant in the peach saree, confident and glowing under the lights.
The same saree that had started everything.
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