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“No, I am not.” I look straight into her eyes, hoping she sees I am anything but happy. “But I am sure Mili will like the idea of staying in India. She has even gotten used to the school here.”
“We can stay together. That way, Mili will have both her parents under the same roof,” she suggests in her fake honey tone which just makes me go red with anger.
“Have you lost your fucking mind?” My jaw clenches. “Look, Soha, I don’t know what crap you are trying to plot in that bird brain of yours, and to be honest, I don’t care. But I do want to make one thing clear for the one fucking last time. If you want to make amends, then do that bullshit of yours outside my house, because no way in hell I will have you under my roof,” I grit out.
“What if I tell Mili that you are not even her real father, Ranveer?” she challenges me, placing her hands on her hips.
I narrow my eyes on her, and her expression gets tight. “You can go ahead and tell her, Soha, it won’t matter to me, because I will make Mili understand how much I love her, and heartfelt relationships are more important than blood relationships with people who care a damn.”
“I will get restraining orders and make sure you don’t get to see her.”
“Burn whatever little money you have in your account, Soha. Knock at the best lawyer’s door, and explain to him how much money I keep sending for Mili’s care even when I am not entitled to it,” I tell her. “After that, tell your lawyer that you want restraining orders against me because you’re a bloody selfish and manipulative bitch.”
“I am not going to the lawyer,” she mutters while her face contorts.
“Happy to hear that.” I give her a fake smile, pinning her down with my stare. “Henceforth, we won’t communicate unless it has something to do with Mili, and if you repeat the same mistake which you made today, you will have to face the consequences. Also, I will make sure to pull back all the financial help.” No one dares to meddle with me when I am in my ruthless mode. And her thoughtless behaviour has made me cross even that limit.
“Are you trying to scare me away?” she asks in disbelief, her eyes widening.
“Take it how you wish to. But that is exactly what will happen if you try to be smart ever again. Yes, you are Mili’s mother, but that doesn’t mean I will let you go easily for trying to play your antics on my wife. If you dare to push my buttons, you will be in for a disaster,” I warn her. I am so done talking with her. Done with her completely.
She stares blankly at me before opening her mouth after a couple of seconds. “Heard you loud and clear. If you don’t mind, I will want to spend time with Mili tomorrow.”
“My guard will drop her at your hotel and will bring her back to me later.”
“Thanks for your kindness.” She grits her teeth, sarcasm dripping from each word.
“Now, are you leaving or shall I ask the security to escort you?”
“I am going,” she grunts and then stomps to her car. She puts her car in reverse and speeds out of the driveway.
Once she’s gone, I head inside the house and move towards Grandpa’s room, where I hear Mili’s laughter. When I enter his room, I glance around. My troubled gaze halts on Mili and Grandpa sitting on his bed.
“Grandpa, you are cheating. It’s my turn to play the card,” Mili gripes next to Grandpa with the Uno cards spread in front of them.
Grandpa mutters something back that I don’t quite catch before he replies, “Princess, I am sure it’s my turn.”
My eyes continue to search for Alisha but I don’t see her anywhere around.
“Dad!” Mili calls out to me, as I walk through the doorway into the room. “Grandpa is cheating.”
“Well, let me see.” I go to sit next to them on the chair and study the cards on the bed.
“So, what do you think?” she asks, cupping her face in her palms while she looks at me with hopeful eyes.
I fight back a smile as I look up at her. “Hate to break it to you, Princess, but Grandpa is not cheating. It’s his turn.”
“I need Alisha aunty here with me. She will take my side,” she grumbles, crossing her arms over her chest, looking between Grandpa and me.
“Told you, Kiddo,” Grandpa chimes in.
“I am done playing.” Mili rolls her eyes and starts collecting the cards in her tiny hands. But she halts when she hears Grandpa ask, “What did Soha say?”
I lean back against the chair and look from one to the other. “Nothing important.”
“Do I have to go to stay with her?” Mili mutters, dropping her gaze from mine.
“She wants to spend time with you tomorrow.”
