Flashback continues...
Aamish approached the expectant woman seated on the ground in front of the temple, wearing a smile. He firmly grasped her elbow, causing her to meet his gaze, yet her smile remained intact. It transformed into a smirk as he led her away to a secluded corner, where he expressed his frustration
"Ye baccha kiska hai"
(To whom this child belongs too)
"Uss insaan ka jisne mera rape kiya tha"
(To the guy who raped me)
With a somber countenance, she uttered her words, causing Aamish to nervously moisten his lips. He was at a loss, unsure of his next move. If Y/N were to discover the truth, she would ruthlessly expose him in front of everyone and willingly embrace the role of his widow. Gazing at the woman standing before him, he spoke
"Ye baccha abort kyu nahi kiya tumne, jaan bujhke rakha hai na mujhe blackmail karne ke liye"
(Why didn't you abort this baby, you kept this on purpose to blackmail me right)
After hearing Aamish's words, she chuckled darkly. Aamish took out a bundle of cash from his pocket and placed it in her hand before walking away. However, not before warning her to never cross paths with him and his wife again. She simply stared at his vanishing figure and muttered under her breath
"Mai tere saamne nahi aaungi usse teri maut nahi talegi... Tera jaise rakhsas ko maarne ke liye devi aati hai"
(Your death won't be skipped if I didn't come in front of you. A goddess come to kill a monster like you)
Aamish descended the temple stairs and proceeded to enter his car, completely unaware that someone had overheard his entire conversation. Meanwhile, Y/n, who had arrived at the temple to assist the beggars, emerged from her hiding spot and observed the pregnant woman
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Widowed bride
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