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"Let go of me!" Pooja yelped. "Security! Security!!"

"Adhika." Divija hurried towards her and pulled her away. "What are you doing?"

"Fixing the bitch's wagon," she quoted her words from earlier.

"We were supposed to embarrass her in front of her colleagues, not engage in a physical combat." She whisper-yelled.

"How dare you barge into my workplace and do this to me?" Pooja fumed. "I'm calling the police. I'm going to file a case against you for assault."

"Oh really?" Divija asked through gritted teeth. "Go ahead and do that, then you'd digging your own grave. Everyone!" She turned to the crowd that had gathered and were keenly watching the live drama unfold in front of them. "This woman right here." She pointed an accusative finger at her. "Is a homewrecker. She's having an affair with Mr. Khan and it's been going on for a long period of time."

Murmuring gestures and gasps could be seen and heard, emitting from the crowd.

Pooja approached Divija and slapped her. "You crazy woman. For your information, I'm happily married with two kids. Your accusation is baseless."

In a split second, Divija had slapped her back. "That makes you even cheaper than I thought. Your husband will be disgusted by you and your kids, they will despise you for the rest of their lives."

Pooja was about to hit her again, but Adhika was quick to catch her hand midair. "How shameless can you get? A lowly mistress such as yourself has no right to stand up against the legal wife. Do you think you can take us on? Why don't you admit to your despicable deeds? It's an act of cowardice. I refuse to leave this company, until you admit to your crime." She pushed her on the floor and sat on her stomach, before she could get up.

"Adhika, don't do this. Let's leave." Divija attempted to pull her off the screaming woman.

"I'm warning you, Divija. Get your hands off me." She shrugged her hands off her shoulder and backhanded Pooja. "Tell me right now; are you having an affair with my husband. Admit it! You have been sleeping with Sameer, right?"

"Get off me!" Pooja shrilled. "Someone please get the security here!"

"That's enough now, Adhika. Please let's just leave, before the security men arrive."

"I'm not leaving, until I'm done with this wretched woman. You can leave of you really want to." She averted her attention back to the woman lying beneath her and smacked her face even harder than she previously did.

"Hey! Get off her." One of the two security men that had arrived ordered.

"She's a lunatic. She won't listen to you. Get her off me, before she kills me." Pooja clamored.

The security men grabbed both Adhika's arms and pulled her off Pooja.

"Please let her go." Divija beseeched, but her pleas fell on deaf ears.

"Don't let her escape. Hand her over to the police." She ordered.

"Yes, ma'am." They responded and were about to drag her away, when Sameer emerged from the office.

"What's going on here?" His gaze was on his secretary, whose face was badly bruised, before it averted to his wife, being constrained by the security men, like some sort of criminal. "Get your hands off her, now!" He ordered and they instantly did. He then walked up to them. "I asked a question; what's going on here?"

"Sir," Pooja began. "This insane woman claims to be your wife. She just appeared from nowhere and started assaulting and accusing me of having an affair with you."

"She is my wife." He confirmed, then turned to Adhika; his eyes blazing with flame. "We're going home." He grabbed her arm and didn't let go, until they arrived at the spot his car was parked. Angrily, he unlocked the car and opened the passenger's door. "Get in. You too, Divija."

Throughout the drive home, Sameer didn't utter a word to anyone. Instead, he constantly hit the steering wheel with his fist; a deep frown etched his forehead.

Adhika wanted to speak, but doing that would only make him angrier than he already was and may result in them getting into an accident, so she decided not to say anything to him, until they were back home.

Immediately Sameer screeched the car to an abrupt halt in the parking space, he alighted and went to Adhika's side of the car and opened the door. "Get out."

Adhika alighted from the car and her gaze trailed behind Sameer, who had already started walking into the house. "What right does he have to be angry?" She seethed. "Isn't it supposed to be the other way around?"

"He looks very angry, Adhika. I don't think it's a good idea to talk to him alone. What if...what if he —"

"Don't worry, Divija, I'm certain he won't hit me. I will go and talk to him now."

"Ad—"

"Didn't I tell you not to worry?"

"Alright, but just in case something happens, I'll be in the living room, waiting for you."

"Okay."

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Sameer was pacing to and fro in the room, when Adhika entered.

"Who gave you the right to go to my workplace and pull a stunt like that?" He attacked; his eyes bloodshot.

"I have all rights to go to your workplace whenever I want!" She responded. "And I didn't just go there, because I wanted so badly to see you, I went there for a reason. A reasonable one at that." In all the months they had been married, not once had she talked back at him, but because she was blinded by anger, she didn't care anymore. Besides, she had been quiet for far too long. The need to stand up to him was ferocious.

"Really?" He asked; sarcasm dripping from his voice. "That's so insensible of you. Of all place to act so foolishly, you decided to do it at my workplace?"

Adhika scoffed. "Why are you angry? Because I confronted your mistress? Shouldn't I be the one angry? I have tolerated a lot of bullshit from you, but not anymore. For God's sake, I'm your wife, not just some housemate!"

"Wife?" He chuckled. "Okay." He nonchalantly remarked and took a seat on the edge of the bed, pulling off his shoes.

His words sent a pang directly to her heart. Needless to be told, she knew what he was insinuating — he did not consider her his wife. He never had. "What...what does that mean?"

"Have you really forgotten? Do you want to be reminded?" He cocked a brow. "Alright then, if that's what you want. We didn't get married because we love each other, at least that's the case with me. What we had was a marriage of convenience."

She had always known and the fact hurt, but hearing the words directly from Sameer's mouth, shattered the little hope she had left for them. Tears streamed down her face, but she quickly wiped them away. She refused to give him the satisfaction of victory. "Is that the reason you deemed it fit to cheat on me, with a married woman? I have always thought you were a decent man, but your actions have proved me wrong. I made a terrible mistake by putting my trust in you."

"And I have always had a great deal of respect for you." He moved closer to her and pointed a finger at her face. "Don't make me completely lose that. If I wanted to cheat, I'd have done that a long time ago and you won't be able to stop me, not even in the slightest way, but I'm not that kind of a man. When I decided to get married to you, I knew what type of commitment I was getting myself into. I'm a person of dignity and so is my secretary! She's a respectable lady. We've had a good working relationship for almost a decade, but because of your insensitivity, you've destroyed that."

Adamantly, Adhika shook her head. "I don't believe you. You're only saying this to vindicate yourself. I'm not an idiot. If what you're saying is true, then why do you always return home late? And don't you dare give me your usual cock-and-bull-story! I'm done believing them. Moreover, I saw her text. You two were going to have dinner together tonight, behind my back. Tell me, isn't that right?"

"You went through my phone." He hissed.

"Yes, I did." She admitted. "Does that even matter right now?"

Sameer heaved a sigh, before speaking. "The reservation she made was for a business dinner I'll be having with some male clients tonight." He emphasized.

Àdhika heart fell. What if she had wrongly accused him? "No!" She vehemently denied her instincts. "Then why did you save her contact by her first name?"

"You know what? Believe whatever you want. I don't even know why I'm wasting my time trying to explain things to you."

Right on cue, his cellphone rang. He immediately brought it out of his pocket and put it on speaker. "Hello, Mr. Sharma."

"Hi, Mr. Khan, I hope you will be able to make it to dinner tonight. I have phoned Mr. Singh and Mr. Agarwal as well. We're all looking forward to meeting you tonight."

At the caller's words, Adhika's breath hitched in her throat.

"I'll be there. The reservation has already been made. I will have my secretary send the address to you all. I'm also looking forward to our meeting tonight."

"I will see you then. Thank you."

Sameer ended the call and glared at her. "Did you hear that?"

Remorse instantly surged into her. Had she known, she would have listened to her instincts, for they had never lied to her. "Sameer...I'm...I'm sorry." She moved closer to him and grabbed his arm. "I didn't—"

He slowly peeled her hand off him and pushed her slightly away from him. "I never knew you think so lowly of me. You weren't like this, until." He gnashed his teeth. "Until that cousin of yours arrived."

"No, Sameer." She shook her head. "Divija has nothing to do with this. It's all me."

"Divija has everything to do with this. She's a bad influence on you. Because of what you both did today, my employees will lose their respect for me. I don't know how I'll be able to face them, after today's embarrassment."

"It's not Divija's fault." Adhika defended.

"Why was she there with you? She should have stopped you"

"I...I forced her to come with me."

"In the next one hour, I want her out of my house."

"What are you saying, Sameer?" Adhika shook her head. "You can't just throw her out of the house. She's my cousin!"

"My mind is made up. She will have to leave today. She's overstayed her welcome anyways. I'm sure her mother misses her."

"Please don't do this Sameer." She pleaded. "She's only been here for a month and half."

"My point exactly. You have ten minutes to send her away, otherwise, I will have to do it myself."

"Why are you punishing her for my mistakes? This isn't fair. Please don't do this, Sameer." She cried.

"Are you going to do it or do I have to do it myself?"

"This is my house as well. Divija is not going anywhere."

"Yes, she is."

"If she leaves, I'm going with her."

"Be my guest."

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