Chapter 14

Part 14

Sharanya's pov

I rang the doorbell and one butler opened the door. I stepped in, clutching the side of my scarf, terrified.

"Sharanya, oh my God, what happened?" I heard the voice and turned. It was Nadira Bii as she came out of the kitchen and walked towards me.

Ohh yeah, there were a few blood marks on my kurti..

"Umm, nothing," I said, looking here and there.

"What happened? Are you hurt?" She asked again.

"Umm, no, I found one man who had an accident and took him to the hospital; it's his blood spot, not mine," I explained, and she sighed.

"Ohh you scared me," she said, taking a breath.

"Did Neil Sir come back from the office?" I asked her a little nervously.

"No, he is still in the office." I sighed in relief hearing her.

"I'm really hungry; could you please give me something to eat?" I pouted.

"Of course you go and freshen up. I'll make instant noodles for you." I nodded and went to the room where I was staying.

I quickly freshened up and changed my outfit, then went to the kitchen.

"Here are your noodles," she said, passing me the plate. I thanked her and started having the noodles quietly.

Just then, the bell rang. I walked out of the kitchen while having noodles and the butler opened the door. It was the Brown-Eyed Monster. I'm leaving now.

Please swallow me, Mother Earth.

"After completing these noodles, come to the study room with a cup of coffee," he said in his sharp voice and went upstairs to his room.

I went inside the kitchen and dumped the plate in the wash basin and made coffee for him.

Oh, yeah, I was debating with my mind and heart whether or not to knock.I want to run away right now, but I can't. Taking a deep breath, I knocked on the door.

"Come in," he said sharply, and I walked in...he was sitting on the chair, his black blazer laying lazily on the couch...His body was highlighted by his white branded shirt, which had two buttons undone. ughhh concentrate..

"Si..r co..ffe," I stammered.

"Rakh do," he said, and I did, and turned to leave.

"Did I tell you to leave?" I stopped hearing his voice and shut my eyes tightly...

God help me please.

I felt him just behind me as his perfume hit my nostrils, making my heartbeat quicken.

"So Sharanya, finally you used my card," he said as he chuckled.

"Sir ... it's---" he cut me off. "This is what you are, a bloody gold digger!" he shouted, making me flinch..

"Where did you spend this much money, huh, do you have any boyfriends?" Tears streamed down my cheeks as I heard his harsh words.

Why is this crocodile crying, Sharanya?"This crying and all doesn't suit you," he said and wiped my tears.

"Sir, you should check-" He didn't let me complete my sentence again and shouted "your boyfriend must be very happy as you gave him money." I have no idea where this boyfriend thing came from and why he was uttering such shits and not even letting me speak.

"Sometimes I feel that your mother taught you all this. She might also be a gold digger like you. Actually, all women are the same." Now I couldn't take this anymore. It was enough.

I curled my hand into a fist and, yeah, you'll have to guess it right, I punched him hard on his jaw. Due to the force, his face turned to the other side..

"Don't you dare say anything bad about my mother!" I yelled, and there he was, cupping his jaw and bleeding on the side of his lips.

"How dare you?" He shouted, but this time I didn't flinch because he deserved that punch.

"You deserve it, Mr. Neil Ahuja," I shouted and wiped my tears harshly.

"If you get time, then check your message clearly, but if you still have any doubt, then check your bank statement." I shouted and left his study.

I straightly went to the room where I was staying. I locked the door and sat on the floor.

Just then, I thought he had become a little soft with me, but no, he proved me wrong. He was indeed a bad monster. He just knew how to accuse and humiliate me.

No, I shouldn't be crying for him, but ughh my tears aren't stopping. He does affect me and I hated it.

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He was very angry as no one ever dared raise their voice in front of him and she raised her hand.. she just punched him.. he punched the wall, getting more angry, then threw the coffee mug away and it broke into pieces..

The only thought that was roaming in his mind was that her boyfriend when he asked about it, she didn't say anything. What type of feeling was that? He didn't comprehend.

Was he getting jealous?

Maybe that's why he uttered those shits.

He took his phone and opened the message, as earlier, he didn't read the message, he only read the heading.

His eyes widened as he read the full message. The money was spent at a city hospital to pay hospital bills.

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She stepped inside the private ward and found him laying on the bed with a pale face. His head was bandaged and he had a few iv drips attached to his hand.

Her eyes teared up as she went close to him.

"Dad, I am so sorry," she muttered in tears, sitting on the stool which was placed beside his bed.

He opened his eyes slowly "ssshh yashvi "I am fine," he said softly.

"Dad, I know I am a bad daughter. I wasn't there when you needed me. I am so sorry for it. Please forgive me," she said, crying all the time.

"Sshh, stop crying, you are my strong daughter," he said, smiling and kissing his palm.

"Who can help you? And took you here to the hospital? " She questioned him.

"I don't know. I asked the nurse. She said there was a girl who took me here and also paid the bills," he said softly.

"The bills might be very high, we need to pay her back," Yashvi said.

"I inquired about her from the reception. Go to her house, thank her, and give money back to her. She is just like an angel who saved me," he said softly..

She nodded and got up. "I am coming in a minute."

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"Who paid the bills of Pawan Singhania? Can you please show me the receipt?" Yashvi asked the receptionist. She nodded and showed her.

She read the name, "Sharanya Iyer."

Was she my little baby Sharanya? She thought..then ran back to her dad's hospital room.

"Dad, is she the same girl?" She questioned showing the picture to her dad.

"I didn't remember properly as I was half conscious at that time, but I think she is the same girl," Pawan replied.

Yashvi asked the nurse and also showed her picture.

"Yes, she was the same girl," the nurse said, making Yashvi smile.

to be continued.