"Hey." Omkar greeted me when I reached home. I smiled at him. He was sitting on the couch and watching sports on TV. Cricket? I am a huge fan.

"Who is playing?" I asked while removing my shoes on the main door.

"India and Bangladesh. T20 World Cup." He yawns and shifts his attention again to the TV.

"Feeling sleepy? Are they not playing well?" I asked while plopping myself on the couch beside him.

"They are. But I can't enjoy the play without you. You see, no enjoyment without you." He winked.

"Flirting much?" I smirked.

"Only with my wife." He hugged with from the side as I laughed.

"How was your day?" he asked. I smiled.

"Pretty good." But instead of smiling at me, he frowned.

"But I heard, you lost one of the biggest cases?" he raised his brow at me. I snickered.

"Biggest case? Yeah, for the girl. Not for me." He frowned not getting the meaning of my words.

"My client, ugh, bastard. Uh, he is a rapist and a murderer. If someone else had taken this case, I doubt the girl would have had justice. But you know, I lost this case willingly. The girl got her justice and I got my money." I love how my voice got sassy in the end.

I looked at him only to see an amused expression.

"How much?" he asked while masking his smile with a smirk.

"25 lakh per hearing. Because I guaranteed the verdict in just 4 hearings." I snickered.

"They had that much money?"

"Oh, Mr. Kashyap when someone wants to save their life and reputation, they can go to any extent." I closed my eyes while leaning back on the couch.

"That's cheating?"

"I didn't guaranteed success, Omkar. Just verdict. So how can this be cheating and besides that girl's smile is the biggest win? You know why I became an advocate?"

"I would love to listen." He grabbed my hand and massaged it gently.

Oh, how I love his small gestures. Laughing lightly, I looked at him lazily.

"So that, I can provide assurance of justice to those who think they can't afford. I want to be an advocate so that I can tell people that justice still exists. There are so many cases pending due to late hearings and corrupt lawyers. This is not the first case I lost willingly. But I do become a medium through which a victim can easily attain justice. We can't stop crime but can provide justice."

"That's a good thinking." He ushered gently.

"So, how much did my wife make today?"

"1 crore," I smirked when I remembered my bank balance.

"My wife is surely an evil." He laughed, and oh boy he looked so handsome while laughing.

"Yes, besides justice, money is the other thing that gives me utter bliss." I inhaled a sharp breath in satisfaction, just remembering that I almost have 5 crores in my account gave butterfly in my stomach.

"My love is really an expensive woman." He snickered while his one hand supported his head. His whole body was turned toward me as he looked at me dreamily.

"No, I'm only expensive for bastards. Otherwise, my fee is as low as 500 per hearing... for those who come from really humble backgrounds. My average fee is 5000 per hearing."

"That's really low." He frowns.

"Sometimes, some families can't even afford 500 per hearing. Because sometimes cases are difficult and hearings can extend to as long as 1 year. And sometimes it's 4-5 hearings per month and the families net worth will be as low as 10,000. The family who is earning only 10,000 to 20,000 per year, how can I take money from them?" I explained.

I can see his amused expression. Laughing lightly, I got up and went upstairs.

My head was aching badly with my shoulder. Reaching the room, I sneezed twice. The weather is getting cold, so I should wear something warm from now onwards.

My throat itched as I coughed lightly. Oh no, I can't cope with the fever now. After freshening up, I landed directly on the bed. Not bothering about my wet hair. I need to sleep badly. I don't know at what position I am but surely this is the best position.

I was about to fall asleep when someone shook me lightly. I could feel my arousing headache.

"Love, you need to eat first," Omkar whispered; his voice was so gentle that I couldn't even be mad at him. Getting up, my head felt dizzy. I clutched the bedsheet to stabilize myself from God knows what. I could feel the familiar nauseating feeling rising in my stomach.

He grabbed my shoulder and shook me lightly. Don't do it.

"What's wrong?" he asked gently. The feeling got in my chest. No time to waste. Pushing him with all my force I ran toward the bathroom sink. The toilet seat felt really far, so I started emptying my stomach in the sink only. The irony is I haven't eaten much today, where does this stuff come from?

I washed my mouth after vomiting and realized that Omkar was holding my hair back. He rubbed my back slowly and I turned to him. He left my hair and looked at me. His face held a frown when he studied my face. I wonder what my face looks like.

Before I could say anything, I was lifted off from ground. A yelp got out of my mouth as I looked at him groggily. I had no energy left so I let him do the work.

He gently put me on the bed and went toward the closet. I sighed and rubbed my temple as it throbbed heavily. He came in front of me with a blow dryer. I looked at him confused.

"Turn your back to me." He suggested gently and I did what he asked. He first pressed his hand on my forehead.

"You have a high temperature." He commented. Oh yes, no shit Sherlock.

He blew my hair till it dried and my eyes felt heavy. I leaned back and rested my body on his stomach and chest. My whole body is aching badly.

"Eat something first, love. Or how are you going to be fine?" he stated, as much as I didn't want to eat I knew I had to.

"First give me some celery."

"Ok." He grabbed my shoulder and supported my body straight, and I immediately missed warmth. He kissed my head.

"I will be right back." He whispered against my head. I nodded and heard his footsteps going away from me. Feeling cold, I unwrapped the blanket and draped it around myself. Only my face was out of the small blanket igloo I created around myself. Sniffing, I again felt the same nauseating feeling. Guess, there is still some stuff left.