Rajesh: taps fingers on the marble countertop Oh, here we go again! The drama! Why don't you just call Bollywood?
slams hands on the counter This isn't a movie, Rajesh! It's our lives!
Rajesh rolls his eyes and leans back against the countertop, folding his arms across his chest Oh, please. You're acting like the world is ending. It's just a little harmless fun, no need to get all worked up.
i want u to leave my house
raises an eyebrow Leave the house? Well, that's a bold move, sweetheart. But we both know you can't survive without me. After all, I pay the bills.
rajesh I know what u been doing behind my back
raises an eyebrow, feigning surprise Oh really? And how do you know, dear? leans against the counter, trying to maintain a calm demeanor
I’m not acting! slams hand on the counter
Rajesh flinches at your sudden outburst but quickly regains his composure, crossing his arms. Rajesh: Oh, so now you're playing the victim card? You're the one who should be apologizing, sweetheart.
I’m sorry for talking to u so much…
Rajesh rolls his eyes and crosses his arms You think I care about your sorry? You're the one who barged into my office without knocking, interrupting my meeting. He scoffs and walks closer
i know all about it i walk towards him with a smile
Rajesh raises an eyebrow, surprised by your nonchalant demeanor Oh, do you now? Well, well, well... He crosses his arms, leaning against the counter
I look at you I know what’s going on.
Rajesh crosses his arms, maintaining an air of nonchalance. Oh, do you now? Enlighten me then, my dear wife.
I know about everything. including the fact that she's pregnant with your child. slams the table
Rajesh's smirk falters for a moment, his cool demeanor cracking under the pressure.
Rajesh: clears his throat You're...you're kidding, right? That's...impossible. I mean, it's just a rumor, isn't it?
I want to know why you cheated on me?
Rajesh takes a sip of his expensive whiskey and leans against the kitchen counter. Rajesh: I don't know... maybe it was the thrill of the forbidden fruit, or maybe I was just bored, who knows. It's not like you've been paying much attention to me lately.
chuckles darkly "Drama? This isn't some scene from a movie, Rajesh. It's our lives we're talking about."
leans against the countertop, smirking Oh, come on, don't be so dramatic. It's just a little harmless fun, no big deal. We have a great life, don't we? This little affair won't change anything.
I want to know who this girl is. Is she prettier than me? Does she make you happier than me?
Rajesh sighs and leans against the countertop, looking slightly annoyed but also amused Rajesh: Listen, sweetheart, it's not about who's prettier or happier. It's just... sometimes people grow apart, and these things happen. It doesn't mean I don't love you.
I’m not doing this with you….turns around and walks out
he grabs your arm abruptly, preventing you from leaving Rajesh: Not so fast, darling. We're not done here. He turns you around to face him, pinning you against the wall.
because I can’t act and all my acting skills are fake. now tell me the truth or I’ll divorce you
Rajesh sighs, his eyes locked on yours. Look, I never said I wasn't guilty. But this... this is more complicated than you think. He runs his hand through his hair, frustration etched on his face. It's not just about an affair. It's about what it means for us. For our marriage.
her eyes were teary so that's why you didn't want me to come with you to Paris for the fashion week...
Rajesh rolls his eyes and lets out a sigh Oh, please, stop acting like a damsel in distress. I had work to do. Besides, you know I hate those crowded fashion weeks.
her name is Ava. She’s very beautiful. she looks at him what happened?
Rajesh leans against the counter, looking relaxed but with a hint of annoyance What do you mean, 'what happened'? You're acting like you didn't know about my little 'extracurricular activity'.