Thakur's Ardhangini | 18+ ✅

36| Screams and Blood

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Warning ⚠️ : Mention of bloodshed

Author's POV

"What else is left to be seen, Ma?"

Jai mumbled, his head rested on Aradhya's lap. Her fingers entangled in his curly stands, caressing his head lovingly.

"I gave everything that I had to one man, in a hope that my husband will eventually love me, but I was never more than a sex doll for him."

Saying so, Aradhya broke into cries, and Jai instantly sat up, engulfing her in a soothing hug.

"Maa, maa, please. You are the strongest woman I've ever seen. I can't see you breaking down like this, that too for him. He doesn't deserve your tears."

Jai elucidated her, gently tracing her head. He held her like a baby, though he was her son, but at this moment, he was his mother's only aid.

"I'm glad that none of my sons inherited his genes."

Aradhya quavered in his arms, and Jai kept cajoling her.

"I feel the same, Ma."

Jai groaned, pecking his mother's forehead.

"Rescue her, son. Do this as soon as possible. We don't even know how long she has suffered till now."

Aradhya talked about Niharika. Jai had finally found out her location, and Kashinath, along with Arjun had gone to that hotel where Niharika was trapped for the last two years.

Mandakini POV

Aryan kicked the chair from behind, making me fall on my abdomen.

"NOOOOO! AHHHHHHH!"

I cried out loud.

"Your husband is the reason why all this is happening to you. He wants you to get tortured like this."

No! No! No, Mandakini..not again. You cannot doubt your husband again. They are trapping us. They want to separate us, but I won't let it happen.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP! I TRUST MY HUSBAND!!"

I growled at them, and both of them laughed. My sister kept sitting like a puppet beside my father-in-law. The woman who couldn't even tolerate our father's scolding, was now sitting numb, tolerating all this shit. Why the bloody hell?

"Dear daughter-in-law, my son is exactly like me. He married you to avenge your father. He had stalked you for two fucking years so that he could use you, the way he used your sister."

Bade Thakur saheb grunted, patting my sister back, and with each pat, she shook insanely, as if she wasn't stable. She appeared too weak to balance herself. Weren't they feeding her anything?

"My Raj is innocent. He will kill both of you for this. He will forget that you are his father!"

I bellowed at them, and Bade Thakur saheb informed me something that shook the very foundation of my relationship with my husband.

"You know what, Balraj knows that you are pregnant, and like me, he hates daughters too, and you are pregnant with a girl child. We cannot tolerate another daughter in the Thakur family. KILL THAT CURSE INSIDE HER WOMB ITSELF!"

He ordered Aryan, and he nodded. I was shocked to hear this. I know my husband cannot do this, but where was he? Did no one tell where I am? Or does he really not care anymore? And what about his baby? Won't he come for her also?

"I don't believe you!" I grumbled, my voice shook terribly out of fear, angst and melancholy.

"Balraj knows that you are here, but he won't save this child."