"I am not your puppet I am not going to continue this relationship as if nothing happened I will never consider her as my wife"
Is this all a joke to you this marriage and stuff first you forced me to get married and when the bride ran away you tied...
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Malhotra and Co. was the empire my father built with sheer determination and hard work. Since the day I can remember, I've always seen him engrossed in work-meetings, business trips, endless hours at the office. He dedicated himself to his company, and as a result, he had little time left for his family and it all came to what as he on the verge of loosing everything he had worked his life off only because of his wife.
I was grateful for everything he provided me-much more than I could have ever imagined, considering where I came from. My life started in a shabby orphanage, but he adopted me to give me a better life. From day one, I dedicated myself to him. I did everything he asked without hesitation, never denying him anything. Even when he asked me to get engaged to a man I barely knew-who eventually broke off the engagement-and later, when Shobha ran away from her wedding, I didn't refuse when he asked me to marry Avivansh. I didn't know anything about Avivansh personally, but he turned out to be the kindest and most considerate person I've ever met. And now I think I am in love with him.
I know very little about my real father-only that he left my mother shortly after I was born, and when she died, I was completely alone. My mother had no family, and that's why I ended up in that orphanage until the day Mr. Vivek Malhotra came and adopted me. He didn't ask questions or meet me like the other prospective parents did with the children they were considering. He just came in, picked me, and from that moment on, he became everything to me. It was as if my life belonged to him.
When I came here, most of the family welcomed me, except for Poonam and Sadhana Bua. Poonam's hatred for me was apparent from day one, and Sadhana Bua was unhappy with my father's decision to adopt a girl when he already had a daughter, Shobha. She believed he should have adopted a boy instead. Oddly enough, Shobha didn't dislike me when I first arrived; she was happy, treating me like her sister, sharing her toys, and playing with me. But something changed. She started accusing me of stealing her toys, and her her father. As the years passed, the distance between us grew. Shobha treated me more like a servant than a sister, constantly trying to put me down. To avoid more conflict, I became more reserved, even distancing myself from my father.
As I grew older, I saw how hard my father was struggling to manage the company alone, so I decided to help. I was majoring in marketing, and to my surprise, he didn't object. After I joined, Shobha also followed suit, which was strange because she had no interest in business. She wasn't lazy or lacking in intelligence; she simply didn't want this path. She loved art and was pursuing modeling, but it felt like she was forced into the company by someone else's expectations.
I was in my father's office when I saw the worry etched on his face. He seemed more tense than usual, pacing back and forth.
The art gallery that his wife Poonam owned has been sealed and it is under Investigation as She was accused of tax evasion and being his wife in question makes my father and his company also in question as our shares are going down and our investors also back down from the project It was a pretty big mess everything seems falling apart.
