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hide the facts before an investigating officer. Now I only advise you to recollect the facts. Please tell me honestly whether your good self and Mr. Johnson did love each other and married in Arya Samaj or not, when you both were doing Bachelors’ degree in final year?” He straight put it to me.

I was shocked, and how cum he came to know about my past, that too we married in camera. My love story, and my marriage bond, and finally my break up through legal divorce had a painful end with the death of my dad and of Mr. Johnson. And I thought it remained dead and buried in my heart only. But I didn’t reveal my feelings rather emotions.

“Mr. Officer, in college days pupil may have some attractions, sometimes they may have some dreams, but in real life the attractions and dreams will not stand the scrutiny of likes and dislikes of the parents on either side” I took a pause to take respire.

“It’s okay, you can give your explanation later, but I will definitely put before you all the facts of our investigation, findings and conclusions regarding the affair between you and Mr. Johnson, and subsequent developments thereafter”

“Sorry officer, it is a concocted story” I just wanted to avoid him and so I said in firm.

“I have proofs and proper recorded evidences Mrs. Rosaline?”

“Even otherwise also what is past is past; and why are you interested to know about my affairs in college days” I said as they were unnecessary for him.

“Sorry Mrs. Rosaline, I am a cop investigating the death cases of Mr. Johnson and Miss. Jasmine; and whether you know it or not your son is a suspect in the death of Mr. Johnson. Now I think you catch my point and why I want your past history”

“Are you suspecting a minor boy? Anyway do you have proofs?”

“Yes, of course”

“Please show me Mr. Officer” I challenged him and I never knew that it was quite ridiculous to act before cops.

But I was feeling guilty for he knew out and out truth about my love affair and marriage with Mr. John.

He then took out the copy of personal diaries of my father, and late my husband Mr. Samarat which were seized by Miss. Jasmine during the course of her investigation; and he put them in my hands.

“Mrs. Rosaline I am sorry to reopen your past and it is definitely not to hurt you, but what I mean is only to advice you as an elderly man. Please don’t to live in abstracts and with emotions, but think with human feelings. Finally what I want to impress upon you that emotions are not the solutions to human crated problems. Now at least you better come to realities of life, but not to live in hypocrisy.

As a parent of an adolent daughter besides a senior cop , I sincerely advise you not to underestimate anybody, as criminal history of mankind is not silent regarding age and gender, it only speak not exclusively regarding the crimes but also about the crime minds”

“Thanks for your advice Mr. Anirudh and after going through the diaries, certainly I will come back to you and answer”

Though I was bold enough to respond him, but my hands shivered while taking the copies of the diaries of my dad and Mr. Samarat from Anirudh. And I thanked him for his advice.

“Okay thanks for your patient hearing Mrs. Rosaline” He just thanked me with a smile on his face.

And later he returned to me all the jewellery and garments, which were presented by me and Rohit to Honey on the eve of her mature function.

“I am sorry Mr. Anirudh and when you have brought back the presentations all the way from your home and returning me means definitely either you must have a very poor opinion on us, or we might have hurt you by our behaviour. In either case I tender my unconditional apology to you; and I request you please don’t hurt the feelings of my only son” I said so as I feared that Rohit would get himself hurt.

“I am sorry to disappoint you Mrs. Rosaline. As long as the cases are under investigation and there are serious allegations against you both I can’t accept you as my family friend, I being a cop madam” He said as a seasoned cop.

When I didn’t take them, he simply kept them on the table.

“Now I am really hurt; and this is not a good precedent Mr. Anirudh” I was feeling a lot and said finally.

“I am sorry, but as a cop I am helpless; and you may please pardon me Mrs. Rosaline. And I thank you Mr. Rohit for receiving my daughter quite affectionately at the crucial hour and made arrangements for her stay all these days and showed good hospitality; and I am extremely sorry to manhandle you Mr. Rohit” Anirudh said and cajoled Rohit, while leaving my bungalow along with Honey.

I could observe tears rolling in the eyes of his daughter; and so also in the eyes of Rohit. I couldn’t cajole her, nor he gave me a chance, but he left my home seriously.

All of a sudden Rohit disappeared in the dark, and his absence at those odd hours was paining me a lot.

 

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Honey sat in the rear seat quite seriously, while Anirudh was driving the car.

“Dad I think normally you don’t investigate simple cases” She asked him casually as nothing had happened.

He didn’t reply her immediately.

“I am sorry” She said and looking the passing greenery through window glass.

He understood that she was hurt.

“There is no hard and fast rule to investigate specific cases only; and further nothing prevents me to investigate any case which I feel important and also where the I.O’s failed to investigate the cases properly” He answered her simply.

“Then what are the cases you have on hand dad?” Then she asked him curiously.

“I am sorry baby, I couldn’t speak to you certain facts as a senior cop investigating the series of murder cases and you are too young to understand also” He didn’t spell out the details.

“Please tell me dad, what are the cases? And whom are you suspecting? What is the evidence?” Honey asked him in anxiety.

“Sorry baby, please don’t ask serious matters since you are still a child, please don’t interfere in police investigation and you better concentrate on your studies” He said in irritation.

 

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Rohit came back to home after some time. I saw him little drossy. I suspected that he might have taken liquor. I asked whether he was drunk.

He said “No”

But after some pause he said “I took poison”

“What” I was almost collapsed.

“Sorry mum I took drug” He cleared my doubt.

Later he straight went to his room and locked it from inside seriously.

Now I could understand the emotions of both Rohit and Honey. Though they were adolescent, they too have lovable heart and soul; but so far neither I nor Anirudh could upright teach them what was wrong and what was right?

Their mind wouldn’t receive anything which was against their likes and dislikes. And this in fact is the very sensitive age prone for both indiscipline and thereby they might be prone for habits and chose wrong routes, spoiling their beautiful lives and valuable careers.

Even if I try to insist him to open the door, it couldn’t be certain whether he stay back at home or leave it at the dead end of the night again. I thought it was something better at least he would be at home till day dawn.

And I went to my room with mixed feelings.

I put on the table light and sat in the chair; and at first I opened the photo copy of personal diary of my father.

 

Chapter: 28


      The diary of late Mr. Richards which reads as follows:

“It was a quite unfortunate scenario in the history of man and woman in the world, where father should offer the greatest apology to his daughter as he was instrumental for her making a widow knowingly. And pardon me Rosaline.

I have no guts to face you or words to express you my daughter. That was the reason why I am putting everything black and blue in my personal diary. I don’t wish you to read it in my life time, because I fear that I can’t dare see into your eyes. But truth should not be buried my child and you should not hate people who are really lovable; and you have to perform certain statutory obligations” I could read few words of my father written on the first page in his diary.

I then took a long breath; rather I was preparing myself both physically and mentally strong to go in depth of the inner pages to read the philosophy of my father, scribed before his death.

“Rosaline I did the greatest blunder in my life. I don’t understand in my life time whether it is to honour the one and the only promise made to your mum, nor I did believe that Mr. Samarat was right choice to you, knowing full well your love affair and marriage with Mr. Johnson. But I never thought the pros and cons of my unilateral decisions and actions which not only spoiled your life and fortunes but also many more such as Mr. Johnson, Dr. Samarat and his fiancée and first wife, Dr. Julie and their only daughter baby Catherine, named after your mum.

By forcibly performing your marriage with Samarat, an already married man and also the father of a child was something awkward you know; and thereby I have not only become a criminal but also knowingly made innocent people land in troubles and ultimately I have made them criminals too.

I am sorry Rosaline I overheard the confrontation between you and Mr. Samarat on the day of his breakup with you; and you transferring all your bank balances into his account; and then my anger knew no bounds and I even forgot at that movement that he was firstly my brother in law, and later only my son in law.

In fact the most pitiable thing in human history was that I only ordered to kill my son in law, when he was on his way to Air port by hitting with a lorry and he died in head on collision; and I made you a young widow”

I couldn’t read further as my eyes were flooded with tears. It was true that death was the leveller. It had no isms, emotions like hatred, vengeance, but finally what remained were only human feelings. And I was no exception to it.

I then recollected that fateful day; and my internal struggle between the game of love and lust ethically; and untraditional dating with heart and soul illegally; and legal marriage between two sexual organs, one male and the other female, without life and feel.

Later the cops handed over the dead body Mr. Samarat to me, after the post-mortem examination. But my father never allowed me to bring the dead body to our home. I was too young to take decisions.

I was in dilemma whether I had to take my son to perform the obscures of his father as per Hindu dharma or not, as the dead suspected my off spring as a bastard.

I then prepared myself mentally also as we were truly deserted by him, whether he was selfish or otherwise, but he was still my husband and father to my off spring. But my father never allowed us to follow the corps to cemetery. He only went to perform his final rites.

I wept but there were no tears as they had been already exhausted from about two years since my marital life.

Later after few days, the postman drew my attention, and he

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