" Were you shouting on her?" asked Anvesha, without adding Chotte to it, which Maan had noticed and realized that his Di was angry on him.
"Yes, Di." answered Maan again in just two words, which this time got on the wrong side of his sister.
" Explain." ordered Anvesha, with a stern face while trying to look inside to see how was Geet as her path was blocked by Maan.
Geet, on the other hand, had buried her face inside the mattress as tears were today flowing without any bounds.
How can anyone be so cruel?
How can anyone behave so harshly with a girl?
How am I the reason of his parents death when I didn't even meet them?
The questions in her mind were so many that she didn't even hear Maan and Anvesha talking or rather shouting.
" She is my wife and I believe I have that right to shout on her, Di." said Maan without any kind of hesitation, while Anvesha had seen Geet's trembling form, which signed her that she was ill treated badly.
Anvesha held Maan's hand and dragged him to the hall, while Maan followed her quietly without struggling.
" Wife? Yes, she is your forced bride. How could you even force her to marry you, just because I asked you to bring back her to her Sasuraal?" shouted Anvesha.
As a girl, she had understood what Geet was undergoing due to inhumane actions from her brother. And she wanted to help her now as her stay here shouldn't be at the cost of her happiness.
" Yes, Di. I forced her to marry me because you asked me for bringing her back. I am mistreating her because I hate her.
I hate her for being the cause of death of our parents.
I hate her for being the cause your pain and our destroyed childhood.
I hate for breaking my heart and making me heartless.
I hate her so much that I don't regret what I did, or doing or will do." said Maan, in a firm voice but just as he completed his words he felt a tight pain stinging his cheek. He held his cheek to control the pain and looked at his Di who was fuming in anger.
" I am ashamed to call you as my brother. You are no longer my Chotte, Mr.Khurana. He is dead for me.You are all grown up now and you are THE Maan Singh Khurana. But remember I am Anvesha Singh Khurana and I will not let you torture an innocent soul in the name of revenge." vowed the angry sister of Maan Singh Khurana, Anvesha Singh Khurana.
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