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With his brows furrowed in annoyance, he goes around the desk and flops on his seat. “I trust you, but I can’t say the same for that husband of yours.” I raise my eyebrows at him but he shrugs his shoulders nonchalantly. “I know you gave him a chance, and maybe he is being honest this time, but I want to make it perfectly clear that there is no reason for me to give him my vote of trust. The only reason I’m not protesting is because your mom talked to me into it and wants me to give you the freedom to make your choices.”
“Dad, can you stop fretting over it? I can even see your grey hair multiplying at full tilt, and the day is not far when you will look like Santa Claus.”
“I will still look handsome in my Santa Claus avatar.” He grins.
I know I am taking this chance with Ranveer, but this time, I am doing it out of my will. I trust him completely and am sure he will never hurt me. It took me some time to understand that the only reason he hid the truth from me was because he loves me and was scared to lose me. What he doesn’t know is that I am madly in love with him, and I have no intention of letting go of our marriage. Ever.
“Now back to work, Princess,” Dad’s voice snaps me out of my reverie. “This is the new beer brand which I am planning to introduce. I am sure it will be quite popular among the young crowd.” He points at the computer screen.
I look at the screen for a few seconds and study the beer pamphlet before I reply, “I agree. Also, during the happy hours, we can promote this drink.”
“That sounds like a great idea, Princess. I am lucky to be a father to such an intelligent girl,” Dad says, looking at me with so much appreciation that I feel my heart swell with joy. “You make me so proud, Princess,” he gives me a loving smile.
“Thanks, Dad,” I say with a wobbly smile, my voice choked with emotion.
“Anytime, Princess,” Dad says and then continues, “I have placed the order for the first lot. If the drink does well, I’ll order the second lot.” I am about to reply to him when his phone rings on the desk. He answers the call and speaks to the other person on the line. “God, that meeting was for tonight.” He closes his eyes and runs his free hand through his hair while he holds the phone and continues to listen. “I will be there.” He hangs up and looks up at me. “Sorry, Princess, but I forgot I had a dinner meeting with one of my old friends.”
“Dad, please go ahead and don’t keep your friend waiting. I will manage everything here,” I assure him. He hesitates for a second before he nods his head. He then kisses me on my forehead. After telling me repeatedly not to overwork, he walks out of the office.
Getting back to the laptop, I carry on with the sales report. After an hour, when I have managed to balance the sheet, I decide it’s time to go home. Within no time, I pack my stuff and step out into the cool air when Ajay greets me at the exit. I tell him I can go home on my own from here. He is reluctant, but when I make it clear that he needs to follow my instructions, he drives off in his car. I then walk to my car while my mind drifts towards Ranveer and Mili. The mere thought brings a smile to my face; I can’t wait to get back home to them. Just when I am about to open my car door, a familiar voice from behind makes me halt in my steps.
“Stop!”
I know the owner of that voice. Pulling in a deep breath, I turn around to face Soha, who is standing a few feet away from me.
“I want to have a word with you.” I look at her as she saunters towards me. Her feet are wobbly. My pulse speeds up; she looks drunk... really drunk.
“And what is it that you want to talk to me about?” I square my shoulders when she stands in front of me.
“I want you to fucking get out of my daughter and my husband’s lives!” she lashes out at me in her high-pitched voice.
Something looks off in her. Even though she is wearing skinny jeans with a black knitted body-hugging top, she doesn’t look as gorgeous as she always does. My eyes take in her state. Her brown hair is messy, while her eyes are bloodshot red and watery, which confirms my earlier doubt that she is tipsy.
“I think you are drunk. Let’s talk when you are sober.” I cross my arms across my chest. I am standing outside my dad’s bar and don’t wish to start yelling at her and creating a scene, more worried that the news will reach my dad’s ears.
“I am very much in my senses, you bitch. And we are having this conversation now and not fucking later. And this will be done faster if you agree to stay the fuck out of our lives.”
“Let’s try to be civil and talk like mature adults,” I say, hoping that she will tone down.
“Are you fucking kidding me? Did you just say I need to act like an adult? I’m not a fucking child throwing tantrums. I am a grown woman who wants her family back. But you are fucking standing in the way of my happiness.”
“Soha, please simmer down,” I say, my voice controlled, while I press my back further into my car. I take a breath and prepare myself to confront her, feeling relieved that my dad is not around to witness this showdown.
She crosses her arms over her chest and glares at me. “It will be so much easier for both of us if you promise to get the fuck out of Ranveer’s life.”
“Ranveer is my husband, and I am not leaving him.” I grit my teeth and make it crystal clear to her to make sure she has no doubt about it. No way I am going to let go of Ranveer. I love him with all my heart. I feel happiest and safest in his arms. We have created our own happy paradise. And I am not going to ruin that just because his fucked-up ex-wife demands me to do so.
She narrows her eyes at me. “I will win him back. He is going to be mine… mine alone, and you will be able to do nothing about it.” She tries to balance herself on her shaky legs.
My stomach drops as I take in her words. I am silent for a second, too stunned by her outburst. I know her words hold no value or truth, yet they sting me. I look at her and want to ask her why did she cheat on Ranveer in the first place, and why the hell is she still hanging around with other men if she really has feelings for Ranveer. But my voice is stuck in my throat. Luckily, the cool air helps me breathe.
She stumbles forward, forcing me to come back to my senses. “I’ll have restraining orders from the court and make sure you and Ranveer are not near Mili and don’t get to even see her.” The venomous tone of her voice fills the empty parking space.
My eyes widen as I meet her hateful gaze. “Don’t be irrational.” I recoil inwardly at the malice in her eyes but I put on a brave front as I continue, “You will do no such thing.”
She folds her hands over her chest. “Try me, you bitch.”
“Soha, please think about it rationally,” I try again. But when I glance at her, her face completely changes; her face pales even further, and she looks as if she is going to be sick. “Are you okay?”
