Praise The Husband

Chapter 14

Happy New Year 2024

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As Rudransh's anger consumed him, his eyes burned with a fiery rage that sent shivers down the spines of everyone in the courtyard. His eyes stayed on the ground with a tight grip on his sword. The women and concubines, sensing his wrath, fled in fear, leaving behind a trail of whispered prayers. Sundari, too, felt a mixture of relief and apprehension as she watched Rudransh's intense gaze. 

Simba and Radha, released from their frozen state, collapsed to the ground, overwhelmed by the sheer force of Rudransh's anger. The air was thick with tension as Rudransh stood there, his grip on the sword tightening, his mind filled with thoughts of vengeance.

Sundari's heart pounded with a mix of fear and concern for Simba and Radha lying unconscious on the floor. She mustered up the courage to take a step towards them, but Rudransh's intense gaze stopped her in her tracks. As his grip tightened on the sword, she felt a shiver run down her spine and took a deep breath, her inner conflict evident in her eyes. However, before she could make a move, Rudransh pulled her into his chest, his anger overpowering his attempt to control it, and held her firmly by her waist, with the sword still in his other hand.

Rudransh's voice trembled with a mix of anger and concern as he held Sundari tighter against his chest. 

"Do you know that man?" he questioned, his eyes searching hers for any sign of recognition. Sundari's heart raced as she shook her head vigorously, her voice filled with fear. 

"No, Rudransh, I've never seen him before," she whispered. Rudransh's grip on the sword tightened even further as he spoke in a low, dangerous tone, "Then why was he calling you his wife?"

Rudransh's face contorted with a mix of anger and jealousy as he tightened his grip on the sword, his knuckles turning white. He couldn't bear the thought of another man claiming Sundari as his wife. 

"If you're not his wife, then why did he mention you?" he growled, his voice filled with possessiveness. Sundari's eyes filled with tears as she looked up at Rudransh, her voice trembling with both fear and frustration. 

"I don't know, Rudransh," she pleaded, her hands reaching out to touch his face. "Please believe me, I have no idea who he is or why he said those things."

Rudransh could feel Sundari's body tensing up. He knew something was bothering her, but he didn't want to push her to talk if she wasn't ready. He decided to wait, silently holding her, until she felt comfortable enough to talk.

Sundari took a deep breath and said, "Rudransh, I have to tell you something." Her voice was shaky, and Rudransh immediately knew that this was something serious.

"What is it, my love?" Rudransh asked. "You can tell me anything, you know that."

Sundari gathered her thoughts and began speaking.

Sundari took a deep breath and said, "I was forced to marry a corpse in my village. It was a sacrifice that they made me do. And then I ran away from there."

Rudransh was shocked. He held her firmly in his embrace and said, "That marriage wasn't valid because you didn't consent to it. And you don't have to believe in it now."

Sundari felt relieved that Rudransh didn't judge her. However, she realized that Rudransh's possessive nature was coming to the surface again. She told him that she needed to go to her friends to make sure they're ok.