I WAS ENJOYING

Mark (thinking):

I was honestly enjoying their conversation. They finally sorted things out, and I was about to step onto the terrace when—

SMACK!

Wait—did he just slap Ishana???

How dare he?!

Then I heard Abhi say, "Why did you slap me?"

...Huh?? She slapped him???

But why?!

Hahaha! I can't believe this—he got slapped by his fiancée before the wedding.

Man, I feel bad for him. What will happen to him after marriage?

God save Abhi from my sister...

Wait... did I just hear them say this was the second time she slapped him?! When was the first?!

Oh yeah—back when we all got drunk... I remember asking Abhi about the mark on his face the next morning. That was it!

She slapped him just because he tried to kiss her?!

Poor guy. What luck he has…

And now—did I hear that she was the one unbuttoning his shirt?! Hahah, that's insane.

And this time, she slapped him just because she thought he was staring at her chest.

Wow... they're a piece of work!

Now they're flirting with each other like nothing even happened.

My God… help me.

After all this, he still wants to marry her?

I wanted to ask him about what he said last night, but now I realize it's pointless.

These two are crazy... a perfect match made in hell, haha.

Well, I guess that night was unforgettable for all of us…

Why did it suddenly go quiet?

I peeked through the door…

Abhi was holding Ishana in his arms. Then suddenly he let her go.

I guess now's a good time to step in.

I have to admit—I really enjoyed eavesdropping.

Mark (out loud):

"Ishana!!!"

Ishana (thinking):

Oh thank God—my brother!

Finally! I'm saved. Now Abhi can't tease me anymore.

Ishana:

"Huh?"

Mark:

"You've got a beauty parlour appointment. Mom asked me to tell you.

Abhi will drop you."

Ishana:

"What?! Why Abhi?! I don't want to go with him."

Abhi:

"Why not? What did I do now?"

Ishana:

"I just don't want to go with you.

Bro, can you drop me, please?"

Mark:

"I have a ton of work here. It's your engagement day, remember? I need to check the preparations."

Ishana:

"Then I'll go alone."

Mark:

"Okay, okay, fine! I'll take you.

Abhi, would you mind checking the arrangements in the lawn?"

Abhi:

"Hmm... sure, I'll take care of it."

(Thinking: I know she's trying to avoid me, but where will she go? In the end, she'll still have to come to me.)

Mark:

"And Ishana, at least take a shower before going."

Abhi (thinking):

Oh right—she's still not wearing her undergarments.

This must be so awkward with her brother here...

(I quickly step in front of her, blocking her from Mark's view.)

Ishana:

"What are you doing?! Why are you standing in front of me while he's talking to me?"

Mark (thinking):

What's with Abhi? Why is he suddenly standing in front of Ishana?

Abhi:

"Didn't you forget something?"

(I signaled her with my eyes.)

Ishana (thinking):

Wait… he's trying to tell me something.

Oh no! He's talking about the undergarment! I totally forgot.

(I quickly adjusted my hair to cover my front.)

Mark (thinking):

Wait a second...

Ohhhh… not again! She's not wearing one, is she?

She really is crazy…

"She doesn't even wear undergarments at home. You should see her in the mornings—just a banyan and half-pants.

Mom always scolds her about it."

Abhi:

"I've never seen her like this before... this is the first time."

Mark:

"Well, maybe it's because of you.

She might feel uncomfortable now, so she's not roaming around like she used to."

Ishana (thinking):

What is he even saying?

Is he really my brother?!

Ishana:

"I don't think you need to tell him all this!"

Mark:

"Why not? He should know your habits. After all, you're going to live with him."

Ishana:

"Enough! Let's just go. Aren't we already late for the appointment?!"