Divya POV
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I felt a hand reaching for mine, then another on my forehead brushing my hair back.
"Divya?" Daksh called me.
"Get off me" I said roughly and pushed his hand away angrily.
I could see him reaching for my hands, but I pushed it away.
"Don't touch me" I said coldly.
"Listen Divya, I didn't mean to do it. I don't know what came over me, it'll never happen again" he assured me.
"I know it will happen again because my husband is a womanizer. A disgusting, filthy, man w***e p*****t!" I yelled at him angrily. His jaw clenched tightly as I saw him breathing roughly.
"What did you say?" He yanked me up by pulling my hair in his tight fist. I cried out in agony due to the pressure with which he pulled me.
"I never was a womanizer. I am not a p***
