Chapter 213. Like You Can't Live Without Me

Currently, she was dolled up in a black saree, sitting in front of him. Her brown locks sprawled open. Diamond earrings decorated her ears as her lips were painted in the deepest shade of red. Her lashes curled up with mascara and her features accentuated with highlighter. She did not do this makeup herself. A beautician was sent to her with a dress, and she did her makeover. They told her that sir had called for her. She couldn't recognize the woman staring back at her in the mirror. She looked extravagant. She appeared exactly as she sometimes had imagined herself. Everything in the look was perfect.

After she was done, she was escorted to a vehicle that drove her to a posh restaurant, and now she sat in front of him.

She knew he had been trying to match her gaze, but whenever he would stare a second longer into her eyes, she would look away. Constantly, her fingers were rubbing against each other. Her breathing was quick and uneasy.

She had been feeling nervous.