Chapter 28

"You middle-class trash!" Samaira barged into my cabin fuming in anger and made me stand by grabbing my neck and slamming me against the wall.

"I will not leave you! How dare you  marry my boyfriend? You thought that he would love a cheap middle-class  girl like you?" She shouted.

"Sa-sam-aira le-leav-ve me," I tried to free myself from her grip, but she tightened her fingers around my neck.

I think my death is written in her hands, she will surely kill me today.

"What do you think of yourselves? You thought by marrying my boyfriend you would live a luxurious life?" She asked, gritting her teeth and she tightened her hold.

Tears were rolling down my cheeks. It's become difficult for me to breathe.

"Pl-plea-se lea-le-ave me," I pleaded.

"I will not leave you today. How dare you to marry my boyfriend? I will kill you!" She tightened her hold.

"Pl-plea-se le-"

"You witch! Leave her!" Rahul came running and shouted at her, trying to  free me from her grip, and he pushed her with such force that she fell down on her butt.

I started coughing badly, my body became weak, and I slid down on the floor gasping for air.

Rahul gave me water to drink.

"Are you OK, Khushi?" he asked in a worried tone.

I nodded my head and tried to calm myself by placing my hand on my chest. He then walked towards Samaira, who had now got up from the floor.

"What do you think of yourselves?" He grabbed her hand and shouted at her.

"Rahul, leave my hand!" she screamed, attempting to break free from his grip.

"Shut your mouth!" he again shouted at her.

"She married my boyfriend forcefully," she spat, looking at me, "she is a gold-digger and middle class trash," I looked at her with my teary eyes. She was fuming in anger and giving me a murderous look.

"Just shut up, Samaira! JUST SHUT UP!"  Rahul shouted at her.

I flinched.

I never saw Rahul this angry. He was looking at her in fury as if he were going to kill her.

"Don't forget you are talking about Shourya's WIFE, and I know who is a  gold digger and a trash here very well. You don't need to tell me, and if you say a word against her, then I don't know what I will do with you, Samaira. So before something bad happens, just leave from here and don't show your face again," he said, gritting his teeth, and left her arm by pushing her. She stumbled a little.

She glared at Rahul. "You are taking her side, Rahul. Your friend is not happy with this marriage. And you are supporting her?" She said, pointing her finger at me and glaring at him.

"JUST LEAVE SAMAIRA, and I know what I am doing! " Rahul roared.

"I will not leave you!" She said, glaring at me and went out of my cabin.

I think she has some mental problem.

Rahul came towards me and helped me to sit on the chair. Till now, my breathing has slowly started becoming normal.

"Khushi, are you fine? Or else, you can go home" he asked with concern.

" i a-am fi-fine, Rah-Rahul,"

"No, Khushi, you are not. I think you should go home."

"I a-am re-really fine." I said, giving him a small smile.

"I don't know what she want, and what Shourya saw in that cake-face doll. She only knows to cake her face with makeup," he muttered under his breath.

"Khushi, please go home. You are not fine," he said in a worried tone.

"No, Ra-Rahul, I am fine," I said, giving him an assuring smile.

"Ok, if you say so, but if you want anything, then let me know."

"Ok, and Rahul, thank you for saving me today," I said.

"Khushi, no need to thank me. Do you remember what I told you yesterday? You are like a sister to me, and it's my duty to protect my sister," he said, smiling at me.

"Thank you," I said, giving him a smile.

He is really sweet, just like my Ritik.

"See, Khushi, just now I said, there is no need to thank me, but here you again started your 'thank you' mantra," he said, giving me a fake angry glare that made me laugh.

"Ok, Khushi, Did you check Singhania's file?" He sat on the chair and asked.

"No. I was checking that only then-" he interrupted, "that witch came to fight."

I wanted to ask him why he hates her so much, but I kept quiet

"Ok, Khushi, Give that file to me. I will check it." I gave him that file.

"See you later. Please take care, and if you feel like going home,  then please let me know."

"Ok." I said.

He got up and left my cabin.

Where is Shourya?

Why didn't he come to the office?

Why did he agree to marry me even after having a girlfriend?

If he married me willingly, then why is he angry with me? Ok, I understand that he hates me, but why did he agree to marry someone whom he hates? And why did dad ask me to marry Shourya?

Was dad and mom unaware that Samaira is Shourya's girlfriend? But, I remember that day in the office when Samaira bumped into me and was giving me bad words that time, dad told Shourya to tell his girlfriend to behave properly. He used the word 'girlfriend' that means he knew everything.

Rahul knew that his friend has a girlfriend, then why didn't he stop dad by telling him? Ok I agree, he hates her, but his friend loves her..he would have stopped him from marrying with someone else.

And I don't understand why he hates Samaira so much? These all started roaming in my mind.

'If I don't stop thinking all this, then I will surely get mad and roam on the streets repeating these questions' I said to myself.

But still, I never prayed for this type of marriage and life, so why is this happening to me? I always prayed to god to give me a loving, caring, and supportive husband, but here it seems everything is opposite. I don't know why God always makes me suffer. Here my own husband hates me for no reason, and I think god also hates me, which is why he is making me suffer.

'But Khushi, you also spoiled his life, right? You knew that he has a girlfriend, and you also agreed to this marriage' my mind raised this question.

Yes, I knew everything, but at that time I was helpless, and I didn't have any other option but to agree that deal but Shourya would have rejected me but no, he didn't reject me.

I don't know how many sufferings are written in my fate.

I wiped the lonely tear escaped from my eye.

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"Hey, Khushi, come, let's have lunch," Saira came into my cabin and said.

"Ok, just give me a minute," I said saving my data and switching off the laptop.

"Hey, Khushi, what happened to your neck?" Saira asked me, touching my neck gently.

Oh, god, I forgot to apply something to it. I think until now it has turned red.

"And it looks like someone's finger marks. Did someone-"

"No, Saira. It's nothing like that. I think it-it's ras-rashes. You go to the canteen. I will meet you there." I lied and took my bag along with me and ran to the bathroom to apply something to it.

If I tell them the truth, they will learn about my marriage with Shourya, and I don't want that.

I checked in my bag to see if I could find something to apply on those marks.

Thank god, I have this  foundation and concealer with me. I am not a big fan of makeup, but I keep makeup things with me in case of emergencies.

I washed my face first and then applied it to my neck. I hissed in pain.

God, from where is she getting that much energy to fight like a wild cat?

After that, I kept my bag in my cabin and went to have lunch.

I sat with Saira. Later, Zanvil also joined us and started his silly jokes.

He and his jokes

I am glad that I have this types of people in my life who always brings a smile to my face. They make me to forget my problems for some time.

"Hey, guys, can I sit here?" Rahul came and asked.

"Of course, Mr. Malhotra," Zanvil said, giving him a warm smile.

"Mr. Malhotra, why Shourya sir didn't come to office today?" Saira asked Rahul.

He looked at me and then looked at Saira, who was waiting for an answer.

"Actually, Saira, he has a meeting with one of our client," Rahul replied, and he started eating.

Shourya's POV

Oh god, who is disturbing my peaceful sleep? I looked at the time. It's 11:00 a.m.

I yawned and looked at the ID Rahul. Now, I don't why is he calling me. Maybe to give me a lecture.

"Hello,"

"Shourya, where are you and why didn't you come to the office?" He asked me in a calm tone.

"Why?"  I don't want to talk with anybody now.

"What why shourya? Do you even know what happened just a few minutes ago?" He shouted at me.

Now what happened to him? Then he continued, "Your so-called girlfriend came here and was ready to kill Khushi. If I didn't reach on time, then she would have killed Khushi."

What? Samaira went to the office.

What did Rahul mean that she would have killed Khushi?

Why should I care about that gold digger Khushi? Serves her well.

"Now, don't tell me, Rahul, that you disturbed my peaceful sleep just to tell this nonsense."

"What happened to you, Shourya? Khushi is your wife now, and that your good for nothing girlfriend tried to kill your wife," he asked me in disbelief.

Now I lost my calmness.

"What wife, Rahul? That gold digger will never be my wife. She spoiled my life!" I shouted at him.

I don't know why everyone is taking that witch side. No one is supporting Samaira's and my relationship. The best friend who always supported me in my life is now taking that witch's side.

"Shourya, you are doing wrong," he said calmly.

"I am not doing anything wrong, and you don't have to tell me what is right and what is wrong. I know what I am doing is absolutely right. She deserves that!" I raised my voice and cut the call.

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It's been twelve days since I married that witch. Since then, I didn't go home nor did I go to work. I am staying at Samaira's place. I am doing my work from here. Rahul calls me sometimes and tells me to come home.

"Hey, baby," Samaira came and sat on my lap and kissed my cheek.

"Hey, Sam, how was your photoshoot?" I asked, hugging her waist.

"It was good."

Suddenly, my phone started ringing 'Neha'

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