Chapter 31

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Author's POV

Amidst the commotion, Pratik's gaze shifted, catching sight of Radhi. He realized that everyone was talking about him. Suddenly, it dawned on him that this was Radhi's doing.

Fueled by rage and betrayal, Pratik's eyes narrowed as he advanced towards Radhi. His voice trembled with fury as he accused her, "It's all your doing, isn't it? I know it's you. Today, you won't escape me. You won't get away with this!"

Saying this, Pratik angrily advances towards Radhi.

As Pratik is about to grab Radhi's neck, a strong hand stops him.

Radhi's POV

"Mai tumhari Jaan le lunga, Radhi Singhania," Pratik says angrily, his voice laced with rage as he moves threateningly closer to me, his expression twisted in fury.

Before he can even lay a hand on me, someone intervenes, grabbing his hand and providing assistance that causes him to cry out in pain.

His grip wasn't that of a weeper but rather of a possessive aspect, an adamant aspect. He doesn't let go until the struggling plea finally escapes his lips: "Leave me, please. What are you doing? Let go of my hand." He uttered it in pain.

Finally, when Aayansh releases his grip, he pushes him away and starts hitting him, inflicting severe wounds on his cheeks. In the midst of the beating, he utters, "How dare you touch my wife? Even think of harming her."

"You know nothing; today I might just end your life, or else," he says, grabbing his throat and applying pressure, catching everyone by surprise.

Many step forward to stop him, and many try to intervene.

Even Sarthak, both meaningful and desperate, tries hard to restrain the battered Aayansh, but when he persists, he softly suggests, "Hey buddy, let's beat him up outside; without CCTV evidence, let's leave him for now."

"No problem. We'll turn off or break the CCTV cameras," Shivi says, advising Aayansh while watching Pratik get beaten up.

Rohit also adds, "Hey man, I could get him kidnapped; just let him go now; otherwise, it'll get messy, and if he dies now, it'll lead to a police case."

But despite all this, when Aayansh doesn't stop and keeps on being beaten, repeatedly saying to Pratik amidst the beating, "I don't care; even if I end up in jail for his death, I'm ready to go to jail,"

Seeing this, Sarthak calls out to me, "Radhi, you can't come here; look what's happening; he's not listening; come on, sister."

Completely taken aback by this transformed, enraged avatar of his, I never imagined Aayansh would be so possessive of me.

As soon as Sarthak calls me, I immediately rush over to where they are and try to stop Aayansh from hitting that jerk.

But as I try to hold Aayansh back, he accidentally shoves me, and I suddenly fall to the ground on my back, then onto my back.

The impact causes me to groan as pain shoots through my back.

Despite the surrounding noise, Aayansh somehow hears my groan and quickly runs to me, apologizing profusely.

"I'm sorry," he says. "It's my fault you got hurt. I didn't mean to. Tell me if you're hurt," he starts asking.

"No, I'm fine. I'm not hurt that badly."

I see Pratik, contorted in pain, struggling to rise from the ground, clutching his body tightly.

Pratik exclaims, "You have no idea how your wife is. Everything that's happened, it's all because of your wife.".

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