Chapter 37
Part 37
Sharanya's pov
He knelt in front of me, wiping my tears softly,
"She has to die, wifey, because you've crossed all the lines," he whispered, and left me crying.
No no no, I just can't sit and cry like this. I have to stop him. I ran behind him, but he slammed the door shut before I could step in.
"Neil, listen to me. I am sorry." I bang on the door, crying loudly.
Why was he doing this to me, God?Please stop him if possible.
"Please meri baat sunein Neil! (Please listen to me Neil) I screamed and banged my head on the floor.
Why me? Why is it always me all the time? Why can't I just live peacefully? What was my mistake? I never think bad about anyone. Then you are doing bad with me God why
"Please open the door Neil." I banged again, but he turned deaf ears.
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Neil's POV.
I heard her begging while crying hysterically banging on the door, but I didn't open it. Her loud cries filled my ears. I didn't feel anything good. I wanted to feel satisfied, but no I didn't. I curled my hand into a fist to control myself and open the door.
She was crossing her limits. She was taking me very lightly. She should learn to obey me and she deserves this.
When her crying voice stopped reaching my ears, I got up from the couch and went to open the door.
She was sobbing on the floor, her head bowed low. She looked up, and her teary innocent eyes met mine cold and hollow ones.When I saw her tear-stained face, I felt a pang in my heart.
"Get up," I said, noting that my tone was not soft.
She got up, wiping her tears, and I heard her whisper, "I am sorry."
So I wanted to hug her and kiss her forehead. I wanted to comfort her, but I held myself back. "Go and freshen up."
"Ne..il please" I placed my finger on her lips, "I am giving you one chance. I won't kill your mom, but you have to do something for me." I said, wiping her tears with my thumb pad.
She looked at me "Think again, wifey," I whispered, tracing her cheek slightly. "Think again, wifey," she nodded her head, making me smirk.
"I'm ready to do anything, "she answered, and my smirked grew wider seeing her facial expressions."
She feared me.
She was scared of me.
"Fine then," I moved back and said, "Go and freshen up, you have 20 mins." Slightly nodding, she went inside the room.
I went to the other room to take a shower.
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"You are 10 mins late, kitten. I gave you 20 mins, not 30." I said, staring at her after shower face. She looked like a fresh flower, didn't need any makeup, she was a natural beauty.
"Sorry," she whispered, ready to cry again. Her fingers fiddled with her pink duppata.
"Sit down and enjoy your breakfast," I said, handing her Nutella and bread.
She spread the Nutella on her bread and started looking down at her plate. I poured a glass of orange juice for her and gave her
"I don't want this," she said, while my one glare was enough for her to gulp the juice in a go.
"Good girl." I patted her head and got up, "Go to the bedroom and wait for me." I went to the kitchen to dump the used plates and bowls without hearing her reply.
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"It's your mistake Arisha, all your mistakes, agar tum dargah nahi jaati us din toh aaj Sharanya yahan hoti hamare saath (if you hadn't gone to dargah that day, then Sharanya would've been there with us), "he shouted, making her flinch..
"You just know how to point out my mistakes, don't you?" He cut her off in the middle.
"Because you are at fault, I am cent percent sure Neil followed you and got to know about my address."
"If something happens to her, Arisha, then you will see the worst in me," he threatened, making her chuckle.
"Did you ever show your best side to me, Avin? It's always the worst, "she answered back, staring at him with teary eyes.
He shook his head in disbelief and walked out of her room, banging the door shut.
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"I think we should complain to the police," Arisha said.
"Come on, Arisha I don't think the police will go to help us because Neil has so many sources and, of course, he is a billionaire, "Yashvi answered.
"Wait, I have an idea," Avin said all of a sudden, while everyone stared at him, nodding their heads as if indicating him to tell the idea.
"Okay, so it's illegal to have a second wife if you haven't divorced your first wife yet, and as we know, Neil hasn't divorced Anusha yet, so we can take Anusha's help, and I am 100% sure that she'll help us, and we can easily put Neil behind bars, and he will get severe punishment also for destroying Sharanya's life," he said.
"I was actually thinking the same that we needed Anusha's help," Pawan said.
"But Anusha isn't picking up our calls," Yashvi said
"It's not a problem, Yashvi, we can just go to her house and ask for help. Earlier, she also helped us by saying about Neil. She might help us now," Ishaan said, and everyone nodded.
"Neil has to suffer after ruining our peace and taking away my daughter," Pawan muttered.
"Dad, just a question. You love Brinda Maa and Sharanya very much. Then why did you marry again?" Yashvi asked him..
"It wasn't my wish, yashvi; I was forced into it... and to be honest, she never cared for me; she is happy in her life, receiving all the luxuries from me, while I am happy in mine because I adopted you," Pawan replied.
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Neil's POV.
I washed the used plates and went to the bedroom. She was looking out of the glass wall; her back was facing me.
Sensing my presence, she turned and stared at me nervously. I stared back at her and sat on the couch.
"Come here!" I said, and she took a slow step towards me, looking down at the tiled floor.
"So you are ready to do anything, huh?" Her eyes shot up at my question.
She nodded timidly.
"Ok, then strip," I said, staring at her from head to toe.
to be continued.
