Angela's POV
Today is the day when my plaster is finally going to be removed. Erish called the doctor in the morning for it. I was seated on my bed and waiting for him impatiently.
Because now I start to feel irritated whenever I see this plaster. Because of this, I don't have anything to do and just sit on my bed like a sufferer…
I hate this plaster on me. These last few days became hell for me when I could not do simple tasks by myself and needed others' help.
I am just not irritated because of this but also because of my busy husband, who did not have time for me. He again started ignoring me and spent more time in the study room or doing business work all the time in our bedroom. He slept before me and went to the office early in the morning without waiting for me to wake up. And
