Suspicious wife-part 3d

“ Wow! Why didn’t we think about this first? Your idea is great, wifey. I love you now zillion more times.” , Luv said. This made Disha fall in love with him again. But that feeling didn’t take minute to turn into jealousy when Lisa opened her mouth to speak. 

 

“Awesome! Why don’t you pen your idea and jot down the costs required by this month? We could have presentation with our client.” Lisa said excitedly. Luv too agreed what Lisa said. 

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Disha told her aunt about what happened in the morning. Aunt carefully heard and tried hard to understand her viewpoint. “ Ha! Look at your husband! This was your idea. You should be presenting the idea. You are so naïve! You could have told him that you would do the presentation.”, Aunt said. “ How can you tell? They haven’t decided on who is going to present. However look at bright side, aunt. They have given me opportunity to shape this idea. Isn’t that great?”, Disha said. “ This is great for you? You are equally qualified as your husband. I am hundred percent sure your hard work will not acknowledged. Lisa will take all the credit.” ,aunt scolded. What her aunt said was also true. It disheartened her. 

“Don’t lose hope, sweetie. I was just telling you for your good. By the way, I bought you something. This will help you for tomorrow.”, aunt said coolly. 

Luv had left early. This was perfect! She wanted that as she got time to prepare herself. She took out the red flowing dress. She wore make up to enhance her features though it was too much. She matched her dress with pair of gold earrings and high heels though heels made her uncomfortable to walk. 

It was hundredth time that she had tripped and rose up. Many people at the office giggled secretly at her back when they saw her plight. As she reached the cabin, Luv couldn’t help laughing mercilessly. Disha was in tears. She didn’t realize that the makeover didn’t suit her at all.

 Only one person who understood her condition was Lisa-her undying enemy. Lisa escorted her towards the washroom and helped her to tone the makeup and the dress. Disha was speechless. She didn’t understand whether she should thank her or hate her more.

(To be continued)