*****Ishita POV******

What does he think of himself?

I was waiting for him to have dinner together. He completed his dinner with his clients. At least he had to inform before I asked him.

Am I looking like a big fool standing in the dining room?

He was not even treating me like a human. I was lost in my thought.

I wanted to punch his face.

He again asked me what I was doing standing in front of him in a rude manner. I was out of control this time and tears were rolling down from my eyes.

I ran from that place and stood on the balcony. Still,...