Mohit's POV
" Come have food. " I caught her hand and pulled her with me.
" Please, leave me alone. I am having a headache. "
" Oh, God!! Why didn't you tell me earlier? " I asked but she didn't say anything.
" Say something... and why did you have to cook food ?? We could have ordered food. " I said.
" It's my job to make food... " she said.
" Enough !! Not another word... Have a medicine... But have food first. " I was annoyed with her behaviour.
What was her problem?? Why was she so serious about this job thing??
" I can't eat. "
" This option is not available... Have food and take medicine. Do you want me to call the doctor?? "
" No, I will be fine. " She said. I served some food for her on a plate. And gave it to her. Then I took out medicine as well.
" Do as I
