Unravelled Love || ✔️

♡CHAPTER 9♡

I spent the entire day contemplating whether or not to confront Maid Nana about her conversations with Uncle Alok.
There seemed to be some tension between us, and I couldn't help but wonder if it was because of something Uncle Alok had said to her.
As she was getting ready to leave, I reached out and grabbed her arm, causing her to turn around with a displeased look on her face.

"What's the matter?" she asked, pulling her hand away. I immediately regretted my actions - it was just a reflex.

"Do you know Alok Chopra? He's my maternal uncle," I inquired.

Her reaction was strange - she seemed to tense up.

"Why would I know someone you know?" she replied, avoiding eye contact.

"But I saw you talking to Uncle Alok outside the A.R. National Hospital yesterday," I pressed on.

Her shock was evident as she began to fidget nervously. Was she afraid of me knowing about her connection to Uncle Alok? I needed to reassure her.

"It's okay, you can tell me the truth," I said, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder.

She looked at me with pleading eyes, but before she could speak, her gaze shifted upwards, and she pulled away from me, tears streaming down her face.

"Why are you doing this to me? Haven't you caused enough pain by almost taking my daughter's life?" she cried out.

Confused, I pointed to myself and asked, "Me?"

"Why would you even remember? You were so intoxicated that day while driving, you nearly took my daughter's life. Now she can't walk and is confined to her bed. It's so convenient for someone as wealthy and privileged as you to cause harm and then run away!" She exclaimed.

"What happened, Nana?" Adhrit inquired as he stepped into the mansion, arriving early today.

"Adhrit, you're back. You're like a son to me. But why did you marry her?" She asked tearfully. "A smart man like you."

"What's wrong, Nana?" Adhrit responded calmly.

"She's asking me to leave the mansion because I remind her of her wrongdoing," she said, clearly lying.

"I honestly don't understand what you're talking about, Nana. But I do know you're falsely accusing me," I replied, trying to keep my composure.

"Now she's denying the accusations," she said, holding onto Adhrit.

"It's alright, Nana. You can go home. Your job is safe," he assured her as she wiped her tears.

"My daughter's health has been deteriorating rapidly, and she's struggling with her medication..." she trailed off.

"I'll take care of it. You can trust me," Adhrit promised, and she nodded before walking away.

"Why can't you simply admit your mistake and move forward as you have done before? Why are you causing a commotion?" he inquired.

"I'm baffled. If I didn't do anything wrong, why are people accusing me of something I didn't do?!" I exclaimed, my composure slipping.

"Just because you don't remember doesn't mean the offence didn't occur," he replied, attempting to remain composed.

"Offense? What offence have I committed? Please clarify," I implored, my heart sinking and a sense of suffocation creeping in.

"You're telling me you conveniently forgot about hitting someone while you were drunk?" He inquired, with a hint of disbelief in his tone.

"You're accusing me of hitting someone while drunk? I don't even drink! How could I possibly drive drunk?" I retorted, trying to hold back tears.
''If my grandfather and I have no idea about this, how do you claim to know?'' I demanded.