Chapter 10. One Drink

Darsh's POV

"One drink, I promise.  To honor your wedding." I could have disregarded Anannya's request, but I didn't. I needed to know her motive behind attending the reception party. Thus, I flung open the door and welcomed her inside.

After getting comfortable on the small couches opposite each other, I poured two glasses of red wine for both of us. 

Her off-shoulder dress charmingly revealed her gorgeous frame. I almost got carried away appreciating her beauty for a second. Fortunately, I remembered that I was already married to Khushi. And our lives could be ruined by a simple blunder. As a result, I turned my view elsewhere.

"I didn't expect you here." I went directly to the point without wasting any time.

"Not even small talk, huh? You went for the investigation." Holding the glass, Anannya smiled grimly.

"Should I not?" Over the rim of my glass, I cast a glimpse at her.

"Darsh, you've changed so much," Anannya muttered as he