Guys Its a Special Update! As Many of my Reader got hurt by previous Chap. So in this Chap, Your doubts will be cleared. Still, Am Sorry there was no intention to Hurt anyone. Even The Writer herself is Patriotic towards her Nation. Sana said those things to Prasant just to make him realise how aggressive he was becoming for their nation. Becoming Aggressive is not good.
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Tears formed in her eyes and stormed out of the Cabin. Since, That datmy Sana never spoke to Prasant.It has been two days since, Prasant and Shehnaz's altercation. Shehnaz was hurt, sad and angry. While Prasant, he was no less, he knew that whatever she said was out of anger and hurt but what was hurting him more was her ignorance. But There's only one person who was happy hearing all this. It was none other than Sidharth Singhania. It was Mid day, Shehnaz was working in her Cabin, when suddenly her phone rang up. She noticed the phone and scrunched up her face seeing the unknown number. Yet, She had to pick up but hearing the voice from the opposite site .

Sa:- Hello!

Sid:- Good Evening Ms. Mehra!

Sa:- Sir!?

Sid:- Yeah Its Sidharth Ashok Singhania speaking!

Sa:- Ofcourse Sir, I know you.

Sid:- Ms. Mehra, I called you to inform that Tomorrow we will be leaving for Chicago.

Sa:- Okay Sir then I am booking my ticket of Flight. Just tell when we have to Leave.

Sid:- No..No Ms. Mehra! You will be coming with us.

Sa:- But Sir! How can I!?

Sid:- It's my Order Ms. Mehra! You have no other choice.

Shehnaz was a bit taken aback hearing the dominance with he speaks. She fumbled, she didn't know why she always becomes this weak Infront of Mr.Singhania only.

Sa:- O..Okay Sir!

Sid:- Good! (Smirked)

She was talking to Sidharth when Prasant walks into her cabin. Sana looked at him with pale expression, and looked at him to continue. That's when Prasant hold his ears.

Pra:- Am Sorry Baby! I shouldn't have said those things to you and your Nation! Sorry! It's just I was becoming Jingoistic day by day Please

Sa:- Even I am sorry Babe to say all this, I didn't mean a single thing Trust me. (Cried out of guilt)

Pra:- I know baby! I know ! It was my fault to raise finger upon your Character! What happened Babe? Who called?

Sa:- Mr. Singhania.

Pra:- Mr. Sidharth Ashok Singhania called you ? Are you kidding me?

Sa:- No..I am serious! He called me and I have to leave with him for a Business Trip to Chicago.

Hearing her, a Sudden rush of Insecurities flew in his veins. He looked at her with blank expressions and said.

Pra:- Toh tum Akele jaane wali ho na?

Sa:- Nahi Mr. Singhania ne Order diya hain ki I...I umm... I have to escort him.

Pra:- What!

Sa:- Yeah We..Umm..We will be going together in his chartered plane and we don't know when I will Return. My returning depends upon how fast the Mansion completes .

Hearing that Prasant's facial expressions changed. Shehnaz noticed his facial changing. She patted his cheek, asking where was he lost. Prasant just nodded his head and sealed their lips. Breaking the kiss, She bid him bye. Prasant sat into his car and started driving. Suddenly a Van over took him with full speed that too from opposite side. Prasant quickly moved the steering wheel, to avoid accident yet his car bumped with a tree and he got an injury on his head.

Pra:- Aahhh! (Holding his head)

Suddenly he got a call from an unknown number. He was too wounded to check the number, so he picked up without noticing.

Pra:- He..Hello!

Unkn:- This time the injury was small, but next time if you make such a mistake again, you will die straight away. And not such a direct, easy or pain- free death, either you will be buried alive or burnt alive then when you will actually be dead, I would just chop off your Body and would courier it to your native country as a Gift for your Family.

The person said the last word whispering and started laughing like a devil. Prasant was horrified hearing him, Prasant shouted over the call but the caller hung up the call.

Pra:- Hello...Hello...Hello..Kon tha yeh? Aur maine Aisa kya Gunaah Kiya hain?

On the other hand, Shehnaz was packing up her luggage when her mother entered her room. She knew that Shehnaz was leaving for Chicago. Her mother came and hugged her tightly.

Meena ji:- Beta Prasant ka Call Aaya tha!

Sa:- Yeah Mom! What he said?

Meena ji:- He wished you a Happy and Safe Journey and Beta Humein Yeh bhi Usne Bola hain Ki Tum Wapas kab aaoge uska koi Thikana nahi hain! Toh Hum soch Rahe the ki If we could go to India ! Tumhari Naani Maa bhi Insist kar rahi thi ! So...

Sa:- Yeah Yeah Mom Go ! Wait Lemme Book the tickets for you!

Meera ji:- No Beta the tickets are Booked only Aaj Midnight ki Flight hain!

Sa:- And Yeh Baat Mujhe Ab Bata Rahe hain Aap?

Meera Ji:- Sorry Betu! Have to Leave you take Care Haan!

Sa:- Yess Mom!

SHEHNAZ'S POV

The moment Mr. Singhania said that I will be traveling with him, I was a bit taken aback. Like really ? Who asks just an ordinary employee to accompany him in a same private jet? Am I doing something wrong by going with Mr. Singhania together? cause Prasant, I noticed his facial expression changing into a blank one when I blurted out whatever Mr. Singhania said! I don't want to hurt him! When I have already insulted him the previous day and made him feel such low of himself! I left no stones un turned to hurt him verbally but he was no less! How could he even doubt on me? Moreover He doesn't like me working but I love to work ! I love my career that's the main reason of me bringing him to US from India so that he evolves his mentality but It's been a decade that he never appreciates me on my achievements.

He always gets happy Whenever I talk about our future! and happier only if he ever say about quitting working! I know I am a great architectural engineer and that's why I want to create my own company which he never allows me to do! I know he loves me to the infinity maybe that was the reason he started feeling insecure of Mr. Singhania after our altercation. Moreover, he never respected my country, for him my country is worst just because we are a bit advance.

FLASHBACK

It was a sunday back in India when we were sitting with all of our Friends. Suddenly Prasant came and sat beside me and hugged me. Suddenly Riya, one of our friend asked me.

Riy:- Hey Sana! You born in England right? That's mean your Nation and Nationality is British.

Sa:- Yeah I am British! But My Roots are Indian. And hence, My Love for India is Something I can't explain.

Pra:- Baby You British?

Sa:- Ahan!

Pra:- Come on Kiss me!

Sa:- What!?

Pra:- You are a British right! So, Yeh toh C'mon hain Tum Goro Ke liye Kidhar bhi Kahi bhi Chumma chati and Shuru!

With that Everyone started laughing. I felt humiliated. Does they thinks so base of us? I knew that Indians ka Dil bho Bada hota hain! Mere Mom and Dad ka Dil kitna Bada hain.

FLASHBACK END

I mean no yaar we aren't like that. When your own boyfriend hurts you and insults your Nation it hurts. That's the sole reason today I gave him back whatever he once said it to me. I don't mean a single thing cause I respect India and I know their Mentality cause my Mom and Dad are Indians. I love India. At every altercation of ours Prasant has always dragged my country and my native Land. Huh! Agar main Nightclub jau toh Wild Foreigners, Agar main Usse Argue karu toh Wild Foreigners. Mujhe bhi Dukh Hota Hain Jab woh Aise Bolta Hain. Today I tried to Make him feel How does it feels when Your Own Partner humiliates you.

POV END

It was the next day, Shehnaz got ready into a jeans and sleeveless top looking cute as hell. She glanced at her watch and noticed that it was 5'o clock. She quickly took her car keys and opened the main gate that's when she shouted, while the man dressed in black suit closed their ears and Sana started beating them with her purse .

Sa:- AHHHHhhhhhh!

Mar- Ma'am..Ma'am It's me! Marco Stevenson's Assistant ! Mr. Singhania's man!

Hearing that name, She became quiet and stopped hitting them. She looked at them with scrunched face for more information when that man informed her that Marco has sent them to bring her to the Farmingdale from where the plane would take off. Hearing that Sana composed herself.

Sa:- Hayee Hayee ! Kanjar dara ditta mainu! Bloody dangar! (looking at the man)
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