His Bride: When Fate Made Her Fake

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INTENSIVE CARE UNIT,
VEDANTA MULTI-SPECIALITY HOSPITAL, DELHI

"Doctor how is my appa now?"

"His 90 percent arteries are blocked, we need to perform angioplasty soon." Ishita's heart skipped a beat looking at her father through the glass door. She cannot afford to lose him, she can't. Her palms turned sweaty, Ishita looked at Mihika and then at her Amma through the door it was not the correct time to inform her but she needed to arrange the amount as soon as possible.

"Doctor, please start the procedure and trust me I will deposit all the amount in a few hours."

"We cannot Ms. Ishita. You have to deposit the entire amount in one go."

"But I have given you the insurance policy card, ain't I?"

"That's not working mam. Either full amount or no treatment."

"Just give me a few hours sir." Ishita begged another time, it is hard for a proud and self made woman like Ishita Iyer to beg infront of anyone but time has other stories to tell. She started tapping her feet on the cold tiled floor thinking about possible person who can help her, her jeeju can do that but she don't want to ask any help from him knowing that his mother don't appreciate the same. Last time when he paid her father hospital bills, the lady literally humiliated them.

Murugan please help me.

Ishita sent silent prayers to almighty praying for her father when her blurred eyes caught someone's known presence. Her ex employer was standing infront of her, holding her clutch in his hands.

"Ms. Iyer how is your father now?"

"Stable for now but he need angioplasty." Ishita informed rumming through her clutch to find her card, as she found her card she rushed towards the counter to pay the bill. "Here take the amount and start the operation."

Ishita forwarded her debit card for quick payment, Raman was standing few steps away from her admiring the young girl handling everything with a brave face.

"Madam it's just ninty thousand, the cost of surgery is three lakhs." Ishita sighed and rubbed her temple, she has no option left rather than asking help from her employer from the great kitchen. He was only person she can hope for some help. She was about to dial his number when a thick voice drew her attention.

"You guys are nothing but insensitive jerks. Here take the amount and start the procedure." Raman slammed his credit card on the counter to complete the payment formalities, he next barked at the receptionist and asked her to call the cardiologist who is going to perform the surgery.