Mithran felt like pulling out all his hair.

"What the hell are they going to do now?" he exclaimed.

"I should have seen that coming," Mithran bit out furiously.

"There is no point worrying over spilt milk," Chaahat said in her usual emotionless tone, irritating Mithran even more.

"For heaven's sake, Chaahat. Do you know what the implications of this are? The marriage we thought could be fake will be real now. It would be legal. We would be legally bound to each other. And since the documents are prepared by the registrar, there will be no clause about the three months in it. Do you understand now?" Mithran bit...