I Am Watching You - AdiYa FF

Chapter 4

"Ammi, relax! I am alright here." Zoya said, holding her phone while arranging her dresses in the closet. She had just moved into her new apartment a while ago.

Just then, she heard the doorbell ring. She wondered who it was, as she hadn't even updated Aditya yet about her new address.

"Ammi, I will call you back later. Bye!"

Zoya cut the call and walked to the camera monitor near the door. With a blank expression, she opened the door.

"You didn't expect me here, didn't you?"

Zoya gave a glaring look at Harsh, at the door, as she looked aside, not pleased with his arrival that much.

Zoya turned around and walked inside, while Harsh came inside and looked at the flat around with a judgmental face. Zoya just stood by the wall, with arms crossed across her chest.

"Hmmmm...not bad!" Harsh said looking at the flat and turning back at Zoya, "Guess, being a Hooda for some days, your standards of living have changed now!"

"Well, I am still a Hooda if you haven't forgotten..." Zoya said with a smirk, while Harsh looked at her. Zoya heaved, as she asked sternly, "Anyway...may I know the reason for your arrival here?"

"Attitude!" Harsh looked at her, "Don't you think this is too much for a third-class girl, to show to an aristocrat?"

Zoya stared at him, without uttering a word, while Harsh came near here.

"And why won't you have this attitude? After all, you spent some days with the one and only son of the cinema king, Harshwardhan Hooda!"

Zoya took a deep breath and looked at Harsh, "Well, you still didn't tell me why you came here...Sir!"

Harsh took out a cheque leaf and extended it to Zoya, while Zoya looked at it and back at him.

"I have filled an amount greater than how much you will get by acting in this movie. You can even consider this as the settlement amount for spending some days with my son, which is way more than how much you would get paid as an actress. Take this and leave Mumbai on the next flight, and get lost from my son's sight!"

Harsh kept the cheque at Zoya's table and walked to the door, while he heard a clap from behind. He turned to Zoya, who was looking at him and smiling.

"One minute Mr. Harsh! You said whatever you want to. Hear my words too!"

Zoya said, as she took the cheque and walked to him.

"So, this is the amount I get for spending time with your son." Zoya said looking at the cheque, "Well, I guess you would have given a much more hefty amount to Anjana Aunty; after all, she is with you for 30 years!"

"How dare you...!!"

Harsh roared, as he raised his hand, while Zoya caught his hand, glaring at him back.

"It hurts, doesn't it?" Zoya asked clutching Harsh's hand, "This is how anyone will feel when you insult the relationship of a married couple! When you, being a horrible husband, get angry hearing this, imagine how I would have felt. And are you even worthy to degrade the love I have for Aditya?"

Harsh stared at her, while Zoya dropped his hand angrily.

"I am seeing for the first time in my life – such a father who is paying money to his daughter-in-law for spending time with..." Zoya gave a disgusting expression at Harsh.

Harsh looked aside in anger, while Zoya showed the cheque to him.

"You think I will leave this place for this useless cheque?" Zoya asked, as she tore it to pieces, "Then here you go! No big shot can move me from this place now! This place doesn't belong to you. Mumbai is not your city; anyone can live here! You might have the power to stop me from acting in your movies. But you've no right to chase me away from this city. I am not the same Zoya whom you saw while leaving Mumbai a year back. I have come here with a firm decision only. Let me see who is daring enough to chase away Zoya from this place!"