CHAPTER 3

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"What?" A frown instantly formed on Siddharth's face, and he immediately rushed in the bathroom.

There was nobody in the bathroom, but on the wall, a line of words written in blood was left. "Mr. Nigam, despite our substantial differences in terms of social status, I wouldn't want to marry you, farewell!'

The handwriting was neat and sharp, which revealed the writer's unyielding trait.

Siddharth was stunned by it.

Could his investigation result on her be wrong?

A few seconds later, he gave an order. "Search the back of the mountain!"

He could not let his mother have any regrets before she died.

At the back of the mountain, holding onto thorns and vines to go down, Ashi managed to escape the search from the Nigam family by hiding under a dense vine, despite having her clothes torn.

She stayed there till nightfall and went around the mountain by climbing over.

Early morning on the following day, she went to the Joshi Residence again. Ankit Joshi and Nisha Sharma were shocked and panicked when they saw Ashi.

"You, how did you escape from prison?" Nisha asked with a guilty expression. Ashi said mockingly, "Mrs. Joshi, I have been released after serving my full sentence."

"You still shouldn't have come to our house. You're dirty and smelly, it's too pungent! Get out of here quickly!" Nisha forcefully chased Ashi out of the house.

Ashi could not be bothered to even look at Nisha. She only looked at Ankit and asked, "Uncle Joshi, your family knew very well why I was imprisoned back then, right? Four days ago, you came to visit me in jail and told me if I followed the address given and stayed with a man for a night, you would give me a sum to save my mother. So, I stayed with that man, but my mother died."

Ankit felt guilty but argued. "Everyone has their fate! I was kind and wanted to save your mother, but your mother died too soon! Could you blame me for that?"

Ashi glared furiously at Ankit.

She had to pierce her nails into her flesh, only then could she suppress her urge to rush up to Ankit and bite him to death. This is because she did not have the capabilities to investigate whether her mother's death had any relations to the Joshi family yet.

She gritted her teeth and asked calmly, "Where was my mother buried?"

Ankit answered in vague tone, "Of course she was buried in the soil cemetery back at your hometown! I have paid for your living expenses and studies for eight years. Do I still need to buy a premium cemetery plot for your mother? You ungrateful person, leave now!"

As Ankit closed the door, he tossed a thousand dollars and said, "This was for your service that night."

A stab in Ashi's heart could be felt every time that night was mentioned.

Even she felt miserable, she still raised her chin high and stubbornly said, "If someone had to pay, shouldn't it be that man who needed to pay me? Since he is dead, then there is no use for it! Besides, I'm not a call girl! The reason I promised you was, firstly, to save my mother, and secondly, to repay your kindness for nurturing me. So from now on, our debt is cleared!"

Eight years living under the Joshi family's fence was enough!

She would never return to the Joshi family in the future.

If she were to be back, it would be to avenge her mother.

As he watched a tattered-looking Ashi leave the house with such determination, Ankit suddenly felt a dull pain on his chest Nisha immediately scolded him furiously, "Why? Do you feel sorry for her and her mother? Ankit Joshi, don't forget she cursed my daughter to death! They were born on the same day. Why does she get to live, and my daughter died right after birth?"

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 04 ⏰

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