Chào các bạn! Vì nhiều lý do từ nay Truyen2U chính thức đổi tên là Truyen247.Pro. Mong các bạn tiếp tục ủng hộ truy cập tên miền mới này nhé! Mãi yêu... ♥

32. Threads of sorrow..( PROLOGUE SCENE)

I hope you will like the chapter. Do give your comments, I love them. ❤️❤️

.

.

.

.

.

VIKRANT'S POV: 

It's been a week since I decided to separate Inayat and Shivansh. But I can't just do anything rash; I need a solid plan because their trust doesn't seem to break easily. 

If they suspect that someone is trying to create misunderstandings between them, my job will become even more difficult. 

They were together before I attacked them, and they had a very good relationship. I overheard Rhea and Aryan talking about it once at their place through my secret cameras.

 They even went to clubs together and enjoyed themselves; they were so in love. But then they broke apart, and now, since the last 9 to 10 days, they seem to be getting close again.

 Inayat started living here, and that day Shivansh even carried her into the house, but then Vidhi called me, and I had to go.

Lately, they have even started sleeping in the same room. I have to separate them before they grow closer. 

I was thinking this while looking at the screen on my laptop, where Inayat and Shivansh were in the living room, sitting on the couch. 

Inayat said she had something to say but seemed hesitant. Finally, she said that she is pregnant. What? She is pregnant? Shit, now I have to be more careful about this. 

I can't harm her in any way; she has a life inside her. But Shivansh seems shocked. He got up from the couch and said, "What the hell are you saying? This is not a joke."

Inayat stood up, cupped his face, and said, "But I am not joking. I am pregnant, and you are going to be a father."

 He threw her hands away and said, "Don't lie to me. I have not done anything with you. You like Vedant, right? You are doing this to taint my and my family's reputation, right? Because this is not possible." And then their conversation continued-

Inayat:  Shiv, what the hell are you saying? Don't you trust your Ina? I would never do something to hurt you or your family. This is our child, jaan. Please, baby, at least look at me once.

(She moved closer to him, placing one hand on his shoulder and the other on his face, searching his eyes for love and trust, but his eyes held nothing but anger.)

(He yanked her hands away and pushed her hard, making her fall onto the couch. He moved towards her in anger, grabbed her arms harshly, and started yelling.)

Shivansh: Oh, just shut up, Inayat. Do you really think I'm going to believe this nonsense of yours? I've slept with many women, and none of them ever got pregnant. And you... (he let out a sarcastic laugh) 

I've never even slept with you. So how the hell is this possible? (He held her arms tightly and shook her.)

(Inayat couldn't register his words. The pain in her arms was nothing compared to the pain in her heart. Slowly, she came back to reality and placed her palm on his cheek, speaking softly.)

Inayat: Shiv, what are you talking about? Don't you remember the night you came back drunk? We accepted each other that day. But after that, you just left. Remember, baby? (She was sobbing slowly.)

(He grabbed her hair tightly from behind and pulled her away from him. She hissed from the physical pain and cried hard because of Shiv's harsh words.)

Shivansh: Stop showing your fake tears, damn it, and for God's sake, stop lying. You're just making up stories to trap me in guilt. 

As far as I remember, nothing of that sort has ever happened between us. And trust me, Inayat, I'm not going to fall for your lies or your fake tears this time.

(She just stood there, not knowing what to do. Tears continuously flowed from her eyes, but she couldn't find the words to speak.)

Shivansh: I thought you were different, but no, you're just like Ayesha. You used me, and now, just for money, you're putting on this drama. 

You were whoring around behind my back, and God knows whose child you're carrying.

(He came near her, held her shoulders tightly, and started shouting again. She closed her eyes, letting her tears fall, not knowing what to do when her destiny took another twist.)

Shivansh: I loved you so much with all my heart, and what did you do? You slept around with other men. (She closed her eyes tightly and placed her hands on her chest which I think is due to the unbearable pain in her heart.) 

You know what? I still love you and don't want to hurt you, so it would be better if you just leave right now. And never, I repeat, never dare to show me your face again, or I will kill this piece of shit. (He pointed to her stomach.)

(It seemed like she couldn't bear what he said about her child. That was the last straw. Anger surged through her. She pushed his hands away and slapped him hard. And that only fueled his anger. 

He angrily came towards her and slapped her so hard that she fell to the ground and hit her head on the table. She hissed as blood started to flow from her head. 

She was in so much pain that she couldn't get up, but she was trying to muster up courage and then, stood up, went near him, grabbed his collar, and yelled with anger in her eyes.)

Inayat: Mr. Shivansh kapoor, neither here I am here to destroy your family nor I want your filthy money. And talking about this baby. It is yours, I'll raise him alone. 

And I will make you regret every Penny Mr Kapoor mark my words.  (She pushed him away.)

(Shivansh could see the hurt and determination in her eyes, but his anger and misunderstanding clouded his mind. He went near her, grabbed her by the elbow, and pushed her out of the house.)

Shivansh: Just shut up and leave, Inayat! (He shouted.)

(With that, he closed the door and went inside and went directly to his room) 

I was shocked to see all this. How could he do that to Inayat? How can Shivansh treat any girl like that? I feel so angry at him. If I were there, I would have strangled him. 

No matter what wrong a girl has done, raising a hand against her is never acceptable. I know I did it once, and I regret it, but I needed to save myself. 

Even then, I didn't have the guts to hit her myself; I told my men to do it. But I had specifically instructed them that if they ever had to attack a girl, they should do it very carefully so she wouldn't get hurt.

 In our culture, a girl is considered a form of Goddess, and the way Shivansh behaved with her today, he deserves severe punishment for that, especially for disrespecting a girl when she was pregnant. He could have gotten a DNA test, but this is not done.

He behaved so horribly with Inayat and still claims to love her. Love isn't supposed to be like this. But what else can Shivansh do? He probably never loved anyone; he wouldn't know. 

And as for Inayat, what happened to her was terrible, but maybe it's her karma for what she did to her father. She forcibly took the property papers from her father to sell and earn profits. 

The properties that are the last remnants of her deceased mother. She has already sold half of them and is growing her business. How selfish of her.

 And when her father tried to reason with her, she threw him in jail. Those properties were the last memory of his beloved wife, and Inayat is destroying it.

I will get those property papers back and give them to her father. He deserves to have his wife's last memory because he values it, unlike Inayat.

 I've seen the tears in his eyes while he talked about this. How can a daughter do this to her father? At least he will keep it secure and do something meaningful with it.

 We've decided to open NGOs and dance academies for poor students, which was his wife's last wish—something Inayat is hell-bent on destroying. 

And then he can also build up his wife's company again which I am sure will be a great success and then after becoming his partner, I will also show Shivansh his true place.

Then I looked at the screen again and sighed, seeing the silent room. I don't need to do anything now; they separated on their own. 

I think God helped me. He must have, after all, I am right. Inayat got punished for her deeds, and Shivansh will be punished soon by me. Finally, thinking this, I closed my laptop.

.

.

.

.

.

.

.

.

TRISHA'S POV: 

I met Vikrant in the hospital, and the next day, I visited him and requested if I could stay at his place, giving the reason that my home is far away, and commuting was becoming a problem.

 I also mentioned that by staying there, I could take proper care of Vidhi. I thought he might deny or question it, but he quickly agreed, replying sweetly. 

I came here with a motive to keep an eye on him, having been warned that I need to be careful because he is very dangerous. 

But honestly, I have been staying here for nearly a week, and so far, everything with him feels safe. Not once have I felt like I was living with someone who is planning someone else's murder.

When I came here on the first day, Vikrant went out somewhere, so I fitted small microphones everywhere in his room to hear whatever he discusses. 

It was a good idea because most of the time, he stays in the house and only leaves when Vidhi needs something. 

On that day itself, I overheard him saying that he wants to separate Shivansh and Inayat. He was talking to someone on the phone, I think. 

I couldn't hear the other person, but then I heard him reply, "No, we can't do this because I don't want to harm anyone who is not involved in this fight." Now, I am confused. 

I can't understand if he is actually a villain as we are thinking or not because one moment he says he wants to separate someone, and the next, he is trying to protect someone.

For the next few days, I didn't get any hints. He wasn't doing anything suspicious. Every time, he stayed with Vidhi and entertained her. 

If anyone will them together, they wouldn't believe that Vikrant is 27 years old. Now, I am thinking, how can this person even plan to harm someone?

Yesterday, I was working when I heard a noise through my Bluetooth earpiece, which I keep in my ear all the time so I won't miss anything he says. 

It was the sound of someone crying. Then I realized it was Vikrant's crying. I don't know why, but his crying affected me.

 My legs took me to his room automatically. I knocked on the door, but there was no reply, and he didn't open the door. 

I could still hear sobbing. I gathered some courage and pushed the door open to find it was unlocked. 

The room was dark, but I noticed Vikrant sitting on the floor, leaning against the bed, crying with his face buried in his knees, holding a frame.

I didn't know what to do, but I felt really bad for him. I slowly sat down near him, and I think he didn't notice my presence. I raised my hand to touch his arm but then pulled it back, unsure of how he would react. 

Then, I reached out again and gently touched his arm, rubbing it a bit, calling his name. He flinched at my touch and raised his face, which was completely red and full of tears. 

He looked at me but said nothing and buried his head again. Seeing him like this made my heart feel like it was going to burst. I wanted to console him and ask him what had happened.

Finally, I couldn't control myself and hugged him, rubbing his back and caressing his hair, asking what had happened. He didn't reply or hug me back but just cried more.

 After a while, I also stopped asking and just consoled him with sweet words. I don't know how long it took, but eventually, he stopped crying and started dozing off. 

I patted his cheeks and told him to get up and sleep in bed. He nodded and got up. I helped him lie down and covered him with a blanket. 

He was holding a frame near his chest. I took it from him and looked at it. It was a picture of him and Vidhi with two older people.

 I think they are his parents and he was missing his parents, but where are they? I don't know anything about his parents because I have never seen them.

I looked at him, seeing him frown in his sleep. I bent closer and caressed his hair, and slowly his frown disappeared. I smiled and left, closing the door.

 I don't know, but I feel like we are missing something about Vikrant because, to me, he doesn't feel like a bad person. There is something missing that needs to be found out.

.

.

.

.

.

Did you like the chapter?

And please do vote..🙏

And also let me know your honest views on the story..

And do follow my Instagram ID : ritiiwrites24 for spoilers and more

Thank You...💞



Bạn đang đọc truyện trên: Truyen247.Pro