“We are a loving couple now, so we must show our closeness.”

Siddharth said with a thick face.

Shehnaaz can only be held by him. Siddharth took her and bought a movie ticket, then they entered the cinema.

The movie was a romance film.

But it was also a tragedy. The female lead died of leukemia.

The male lead was alone, desperately carrying her dreams and living.

Shehnaaz saw this and suddenly felt something warm flowing down her nose. She quickly took out a paper towel and wiped it all.

Siddharth scolded the director in his heart. How did they make such a tragic film, with such a sweet name and trailer?

In a flash, he blinked and saw the paper towel in shehnaaz’s hands was covered in blood.

Siddharth : “…did your great menstruation come?”

Shehnaaz : “…”

Shehnaaz held the paper towel. “No, I just got a nosebleed.”

Siddharth was worried. “Why did your nose bleed?”

Shehnaaz: “I must have overheated.”

Siddharth quickly took her hand. “Let’s go see a doctor.”

Shehnaaz said indifferently, “I’ll just drink a cup of herbal tea.”

Siddharth said: “There could be a blood clot in your nose, or maybe you have heartburn.”

Siddharth pulled shehnaaz hard but just outside the cinema, the reporters swarmed them.

“siddharth, was your movie date sweet? Was it romantic? Do you need to buy flowers? I can send you some, I wish you the best.”

“ Siddharth, such a good day, such a beautiful season, you and your wife, such a lovely pair. Come, smile, I’ll give you a sweet photo.”

“ Siddharth, my sister really wants me to get an autograph.”

“…”

Siddharth just remembered that he had arranged some reporters.

He had thought about it and let these reporters praise them for being a loving couple. When shehnaaz heard it, her mood might get better.

Then they could continue their date happily.

And when the new reports were out, it would be embarrassing for shehnaaz to divorce him later.

Shehnaaz was smothered with flowers and her face was worried. What happened?

Siddharth pulled down the mask and his smile was gentle like a spring breeze.

“shehnaaz and I…”

Another reporter suddenly cut in: “ Mr. Siddharth, some people suspect that your and Shehnaaz’s marriage is fake. Is this true?”

Siddharth’s eyes were cold. He let the reporters be arranged yet there was even a mole. For f*ck’s sake..

When he returned he would break Adith’s legs.

Siddharth immediately laughed. “How could it be? We’ve already been married for five years.”

The reporter persisted,”But you and shehnaaz don’t look sweet at all, no tacit understanding, ah.”

This was a heavy blow, and it pierced his heart.

Siddharth wanted to argue, but he knew that this reporter was not wrong.

He wanted to reconcile, but shehnaaz did not want it at all.

“And I have heard that you are living separately?”

Another blow, his heart crackled and was broken.

Siddharth’s smiling face could not be maintained. He tried to refute. “Of course not. We don’t even have separate beds. How can we live separately?”

“But I have photos to prove that shehnaaz lives in The XX Hotel, not with you… ”

Shehnaaz suddenly took a step forward and showed a beautiful smile.

“You may have misunderstood, I appeared in the hotel because I have a foreign friend coming over. I just checked in for her using my own ID card.”

She finished, and her smile was wider, “Today is the anniversary of our meeting, our five years of commemoration, so he wanted to go on a date with me, so childish.”

The sweetness and affection in her tone melted people’s hearts.

Siddharth only felt his own heart, desperately screaming and thumping powerfully, as if something was calling out.

Shehnaaz looked up and suddenly whispered to him: “ Siddharth, lower your head.”

Siddharth bowed his head, and a kiss was so softly printed on his lips.

Bang-

Siddharth felt his heartbeat shatter a cold wall, and he heard his own voice.

He liked her.

Liked her very much.

Shehnaaz gave him a kiss, the smile in the corners of his mouth was not put away, and the deep feelings in his eyes shone like stars.

Her fingers, entangled with his fingers.

Then she turned back and said to the reporter: “Sometimes, some love will not be revealed. We’ve known each other for five years, and we have already passed the phase of enthusiasm. When we are in love, we should tell the world how long we have loved each other. If it were not your request today, I would have forgotten that I should give my husband a kiss to commemorate the day we met.”

The reporter’s face was red, and he replied, “I wish you happiness.”

Shehnaaz smiled very beautifully, “Thank you.”

Then shehnaaz took a look at Siddharth, holding flowers in one hand and heading to the street.

A reporter quickly took this picture.

In the streets, among the crowd, the hands they held were intertwined, and the two stared at each other. The sweetness made people feel good.

When the arrived at a place with no one around, Siddharth suddenly said, “Look up.”

Shehnaaz looked up, and Siddharth had already leaned over and kissed her.

This kiss, a simple touch, but their noses were a breath apart.

Siddharth left her and breathed a little hard. He blushed at the beginning. “I also owe you a kiss.”

His hand held her tighter.

Siddharth suddenly said: “I have prepared a script for you. It’s the movie you wanted to shoot. You are the heroine.”

Shehnaaz was still holding the flowers and asked, “Who is the hero?”

Siddharth paused for a while and said: “It’s me.”

Shehnaaz couldn’t help but ask: “It’s not a romance, is it?”

Siddharth felt guilty, his heart uncomfortably blocked by her disapproval.

He couldn’t help but refute, “No, it is.”

Shehnaaz: “Well, what is it?”

Siddharth was silent for a moment then replied, “You are secretly in love with me, and I’m in love with your works.”

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The movie that Siddharth brought to shehnaaz was a showbiz romance.

And also about power.

When shehnaaz got the script, she didn’t think that she would be shooting an autobiography.

Siddharth looked serious, “You haven’t acted for too long. Surely you are out of practice. The entertainment industry is a more familiar background. A romance film is easier to shoot, and they can be creative.”

Shehnaaz had no objections. it didn’t matter what role, she could even play a role involving tunnel warfare.

After getting rid of the reporter that day, shehnaaz was dragged by Siddharth and forced to live with him.

After all, the reporter was expected to be waiting at the hotel, and wanted to catch evidence of their false marriage.

They had been living together for a week in separate rooms.

From time to time, Siddharth would take a sweet selfie with her, and post it on Twitter.

Their news was getting hotter and hotter..

The filming was very smooth. The entertainment circle background was just a gimmick, and the director did not use it.

It was the story of two people’s love after filming.

There was no secret love affair.

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After the filming, Siddharth drove shehnaaz back.

The lights of the city, Siddharth, for the first time felt that the scenery was so beautiful.

Shehnaaz was very sleepy. Her body has already reach it's limit. She's just dragging till she complete this film. A dream of her - to do a movie with him.

Siddharth suddenly saw a jewelry store in front of him, and he was moved.

He drove the car to the door, then put on a hat and a mask, and pulled shehnaaz into it.

“Marriage rings.”, Siddharth told the clerk.

The clerk saw the two people’s clothes. Knowing that they were fat sheep he immediately put out the best diamond rings in their store.

Shiny enough to blind people.

Siddharth seemed to look at them and finally saw a pair of rings that made his eyes light up.

That big diamond was simply his shining heart.

He immediately took the pair of diamond rings and took out the female ring. He said to shehnaaz: “Try it.”

When they got married, there was no ring or celebration.

He could hardly remember what the situation was at the time.

His eyes were full of the current shehnaaz. He felt that she was the best now.

Shehnaaz seemed to be hesitant. She looked at the ring in his hand and suddenly asked, “Is this a proposal?”

Siddharth was caught, his face was red, “No… Yes, I am proposing.”

He smashed the cracked pot.

What about a proposal? It was not a bad idea.

Shehnaaz pushed the ring in his hand back. “Return it, or wait for the next person you like.”

Siddharth’s face turned white, and his emotions were doused with cold water, from the beginning to the end.

Shehnaaz’s face was a little pale, but her expression was very serious.

“ Siddharth, I really don’t have any feelings left for you, so we only get along because of the contractual relationship.”

This ring in his hand, like a knife, cutting his heart.

Shehnaaz turned and walked indifferently. “So don’t do these misunderstandable things in the future.”

Siddharth stood in the same place.

He suddenly felt some grievances and some anger. He had already lowered his attitude to this point.

Yet she still did not appreciate it.

Siddharth first doubted himself, was it really his fault?

**************

Siddharth felt that he could not get used to shehnaaz.

He wanted to have a cold war with her.

He wanted to let her know that his feelings were not cheap, but dignified.

Adith took the lunch box to the crew and saw Siddharth looking at the side of shehnaaz.

The face was wrinkled, just like an old woman.

Adith walked over, “ Bro I came to give yours and Sister Shehnaaz’s meal.”

Siddharth viciously grabbed the lunch box. “You don’t have to give her food. Let her starve to death.”

He was angry all morning yet she didn’t even look at him once.

He wanted to eat all her lunch to vent his anger.

Adith said: “ Sister Shehnaaz’s filming in the morning is definitely very tiring. It will be difficult if she doesn’t eat it.”

Siddharth stiffened a bit and then stumbled to the side of shehnaaz, handing the lunch box to her.

Shehnaaz held the script and was reading it. She said carelessly: “Put it here.”

She didn’t even look at him.

Siddharth was angry. He threw the lunch box in front of her. “Eat it or don’t, I don’t care.”

He finished, and then walked away with anger.

Shehnaaz only looked up, the indifferent expression disappeared, and sorrow slowly appeared. Suddenly she reached out and touched her nose. She quickly stood up, and then ran to an empty corner.

Adith saw that and felt that something was wrong. He immediately followed her.

Shehnaaz couldn’t stop the nosebleed, she hated being sick the most.

She just wanted to stop the bleeding, when Adith’s horrified voice came. “What happened to you, Sister Shehnaaz?”

Shehnaaz immediately explained: “It’s just excessive internal heat.”

Adith saw her gaunt face, and recently she seemed to have a loss of appetite, diarrhea and other similar things.

“Are you, are you sick?”

One of his relatives had a terminal illness and the symptoms were similar to this.

Shehnaaz’s nosebleed finally stopped. She frowned and her eyes were restless. “No.”

Adith was still unsure. “But one of my relatives had leukemia, and the symptoms were exactly like this.”

Shehnaaz was surprised, biting her lip nervously.

When Adith saw her like this, he immediately reacted. He screamed in disbelief. “You don’t really have a terminal illness, do you?”

Shehnaaz was scared by him and stepped backwards two steps. This loud mouth! He might as well have said that into a speakerphone.

She smiled bitterly, and then she said weakly: “Don’t tell him, please.”

Adith was anxious to advise her and was suddenly stunned.

TO BE CONTINUED..........

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Though I'm on break I'm getting continuous messages for the next part. So I dragged my break ahead to next month. I have completed this story so will be updating regularly from now on. So please don't forget to VOTES COMMENTS and SHARE ✨❤️