Chapter 117. Final

The sudden change in Priyank's demeanour caught Priya off guard. Just moments ago, they were trying the dresses, and now he was behaving in a way she hadn't anticipated.

"I have hands, even if I'm tired, I can help myself," Priya responded, trying not to provoke him but rather to assert herself with her words, refraining from physical contact.

She couldn't understand how he could suddenly turn into a pervert whenever he felt like it, especially when they were out shopping together.

It was a complete waste of time and utterly embarrassing for her.

"Sweetheart, I told you we have a lot more shopping to do, so don't worry. I can certainly help with this; your hands don't need to do all the work when your soon-to-be husband can lend a hand," Priyank said softly, gently taking her another hand in his.

Her hand felt so soft and small in his, making him realise how rough his own hands felt in comparison. 

He felt as though Priya's delicateness was somethin