Advaita gave tea to Snehith. He sipped it and glared at her.

"Is anything wrong?"

"Nothing. Go and prepare the dinner," Snehith ordered to irritate Advaita.

Advaita nodded.

"From today you are going to do each and every work at home. I gave leave to the maids and until my anger goes off, you will do the works."

"Okay."

"I am getting headache. Come and massage my head with the pain relieving balm," Snehith said, as he wanted to sleep on her lap for sometime.

"But you told me to prepare the dinner."

"Do what I say. From now you are not supposed to ask any questions to me," Snehith...