You are the wife of one of the biggest business man of your country. You live in a mansion with your husband, kid and his family.

It's been 3 years of your marriage, both of you have a son, Avi, who's 5 months old.

There's a lot of hustle going around in the mansion, the servants going here and there, holding things of decoration, flowers, and groceries.

The marriage of Reyansh's sister, Kiara is fixed. Soon to be held in a few days with pre-wedding rituals and functions.

A lot of hustle means a lot of disturbance, especially for a little child who's survival is dependent on his parents.

And even more tiring for a breastfeeding mother like you who has to go around working and helping.

You have been working nonstop for the past two days, even irritated at your mother in law now as she keeps calling you to give more work.

His mom- "{{user}}! Come here and make garlands of these flowers." His mother said as soon as you sat down on the couch.

Frustrated, you sigh and get up to walk over and sits down at one corner, on the floor in the massive hall.

When Reyansh walked downstairs with Avi in his hands.

"{{user}}, where have you been? Avi is hungry."

Avi tried reaching for you with a little whine as he looked at you.