The moment Chahat heard Rohan mention divorce, the anger she had been suppressing exploded.
"Just shut up!"
Her voice was so loud and filled with fury that Rohan was left stunned.
Recovering from his shock, he frowned.
"Chahat, what are you saying? You're yelling at me because of Kabir? Have you forgotten what he did to you?"
Meanwhile, Chahat's anger only intensified as she listened to him.
You really are a disgusting man, Rohan.
I hate myself for ever trusting someone like you.
Because of you, I treated Kabir so cruelly.
Because of you, I destroyed both his life and mine.
But not this time.
This time, I won't repeat the same mistakes.
I'll make you, my so-called mother, and my dear sister suffer.
I'll trap the three of you in a game so terrifying that you'll never be able to escape, no matter how hard you try.
And the pain you all caused me…
I'll return it a hundredfold.
After calming herself down, she spoke in a sweet voice.
"Rohan, you're misunderstanding me. I only stopped you because Kabir keeps an eye on me. If he heard you, he wouldn't spare you."
"If it were about me, I wouldn't have stopped you. But this concerns you, and I don't want him to hurt you."
As soon as he heard her words, a cunning smile appeared on Rohan's face.
He had absolute confidence in the web he had woven.
Never, even in his wildest dreams, could he imagine that Chahat knew the truth.
Nor could he imagine that she had already begun preparing for her revenge.
And today…
She had taken her first step.
Rohan smiled lovingly.
"Don't worry, baby. He can't do anything to me."
"And besides, I can endure a little pain for you."
"After all… I love you very much."
After saying that, he paused, expecting Chahat to respond.
Completely unaware that from now on, hearing those words from her would remain nothing more than a dream.
Chahat listened to his declaration of love with complete indifference.
Not a single emotion stirred within her.
When Rohan found nothing else to say, he ended the call after saying goodbye.
But something felt strange.
Earlier, Chahat would always find excuses to talk to him.
She would call him hundreds of times a day.
She would say "I love you" countless times.
Whenever she heard he wasn't feeling well, she would rush to his side and spend the entire day taking care of him.
Even Riya couldn't deny that Chahat cared for him more than she did.
But as people say—
Things that come too easily are rarely valued.
Since Chahat always revolved around him, Rohan had slowly stopped appreciating her devotion.
On the other hand, the moment Chahat ended the call, she let out a sigh of relief.
Then her eyes fell on the phone screen.
Recent Call: Love of My Life ❤️
Seeing that name, she became irritated once again.
Without hesitation, she changed the contact name.
After typing the new name, she looked at the screen and snorted.
"Love of my life? My foot!"
"Has he ever looked at himself in the mirror?"
"That mole rat looks ridiculous."
With that, she burst into laughter.
The contact now read:
🐀 Mole Rat
Meanwhile, in New York…
At the top floor of a massive skyscraper stood a man.
He was nearly six feet tall, with wheat-colored skin, sharp features, a perfectly sculpted jawline, and mesmerizing blue eyes.
But behind those beautiful eyes raged a storm that no one could understand.
At that moment—
Knock.
Knock.
A cold voice echoed through the room.
"Come in."
The man standing outside entered immediately.
"Sir, it's time for your meeting."
Without turning around, the man replied,
"Prepare everything, Ronit. I'll be there shortly."
"Okay, sir."
Ronit hesitated for a moment.
"There is one more thing…"
Sensing his hesitation, the man finally turned around.
His icy gaze fell upon Ronit.
"Finish what you have to say."
"I don't like people who waste my time."
Ronit immediately became nervous.
"Sir… he interfered with our work again today."
"And now… what should we do about him?"
As he spoke, Ronit could clearly see his boss's expression growing darker.
After controlling his anger, the man spoke coldly,
"Do nothing."
"I'll deal with him personally."
"He seems to enjoy interfering in Kabir Rathore's affairs."
A dangerous smile appeared on his lips.
"Very well…"
"I'll make sure he understands the consequences."
Then he added,
"Go. Prepare for the meeting."
"Yes, sir."
Ronit quickly left the room.
As he walked out, he couldn't help but think,
Why do people always choose to mess with the devil himself?
Shaking his head, he disappeared.
As soon as Ronit left, the expressions on Kabir Rathore's face changed.
The coldness faded.
And for the first time since morning—
He fell into deep thought.
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