Adultery Seduction of My Wife Padma (UPDATED 30-DEC-25)

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Padma stared at Mohan, the air in the bedroom growing thick and heavy.
? Padma: “What does Rajan know about you, Mohan?”
Mohan looked down, unable to escape the weight of her gaze.
? Mohan: “I need to explain something, Padma... Before today, Rajan had already told me about that college incident.”
Padma’s face went pale.
? Padma: “What?”
? Mohan: “He told me about your college days. About you rejecting him. About the slap.”
She stared at him, completely stunned.
? Padma: “Then why did you pretend to be surprised at the café today?”
? Mohan: “Because I was terrified you’d think I was discussing your past with him behind your back.”
Padma stood up slowly, stepping back.
? Padma: “So when you asked, ‘What happened in college?’...”
? Mohan: “I already knew.”
Pain crossed her face, far deeper than any anger.
? Padma: “Why didn’t you just tell me the truth?”
? Mohan: “Because I was afraid... afraid you’d ask how much Rajan and I had actually talked about you.”
A sharp silence fell between them. Padma’s expression became guarded.
? Padma: “How much, Mohan?”
Mohan didn’t answer right away. His hesitation was an answer in itself.
? Padma: “What does that mean?”
Bzzzt.
Mohan’s phone vibrated on the mattress. Before he could react, Padma reached down and picked it up.
? Mohan: “Padma, please don’t—”
She ignored him, her eyes locking onto the glowing screen.
? Rajan: Now you know he knew.
? Rajan: But he still hasn’t told you everything.
Padma slowly looked up from the glass, her dark eyes filled with a quiet, breaking vulnerability.
? Padma: “What else is there? Please... don’t make me hear another secret from him.”
Her soft plea hit Mohan harder than any outburst. He stepped closer, his hands trembling.
? Mohan: “Padma, whatever Rajan says, remember one thing—he uses truth and lies to manipulate people.”
Padma held the phone between them like a shield.
? Padma: “Then tell me your version right now, before he gets the chance.”
Mohan took a deep, shuddering breath and nodded slowly. He sat down on the edge of the bed, burying his face in his hands for a brief second before looking up at her.
? Mohan: “Okay. I’ll tell you everything.”
Padma sat down directly opposite him, her conservative saree tucked tightly around her, her spine straight.
For the first time, Rajan wasn't in the room. There were no incoming messages, no evasive answers—only the truth Mohan had been running from, ready to shatter the last remaining illusion of their marriage.