When Surya heard Reeta's words, he crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow. "So, you knew he was married. Yet you chose to live with someone else's husband for years and even had a child?" Each word felt like a dagger, piercing through the tension in the room.
Reeta and Mayank exchanged uncomfortable glances, shame washing over them like an unexpected wave. They both understood the implications of their past decisions.
Amidst the growing confrontation, Maira, feeling the tension escalate, found herself unable to stay silent any longer. She stepped closer to Surya, wrapping her arms around him in a desperate need for comfort. It was an instinctual gesture, one that spoke of trust and connection. He truly cares for me, she thought, her heart pounding with gratitude. Here was a man who made her feel seen.
Surya hugged her back, inhaling the familiar scent of her hair. He sensed her vulnerability and leaned in, ready to protect her.
Maira leaned into him, her forehead resting against his shoulder, feeling safe enveloped in his aura. A whisper escaped her lips, soft and airy. Surya froze at her words, a jolt of realization coursing through him. What did she just say? This moment felt monumental—everything he had hoped for was materializing right before his eyes.
Surya's heart soared. This is love, he thought, cherishing the weight of her affection.
However, Mayank's simmering anger couldn't be contained any longer. His voice sharpened with fury as he turned back to Maira. "How can you be so shameless?" he spat, his frustration boiling over. "You married someone else just like that!"
He was too consumed by his fury to see his own hypocrisy.
Without skipping a beat, Surya shot him a fierce glare. "Don't forget that she is my wife now. You have no right to speak to her like that."
But Mayank shrugged off Surya's defiant stance. He focused entirely on Maira, his eyes burning. "Will you allow him to insult me? I am your husband!"
Maira stood tall, refusing to back down. "Ex-husband," she clarified, her tone unwavering. "You're the one who betrayed me for sixteen long years. Remember that."
Her words resonated, slicing through the tension like a knife. Silence fell over the room as her truth hung heavy in the air. Maira turned toward Reeta, her expression softening. "Thank you for helping me see clearly. I've finally found someone who respects me. I wish you both a happy life together."
Mayank's face twisted with rage. "What happy life? You left me for another man!"
Maira chuckled, shaking her head, her confidence undeniable. She moved closer to Surya, slipping her hand into his, their connection palpable. "Yes, I did! Look at the difference between you two. He's everything you're not—handsome, kind, and supportive."
With conviction, she added, "You treated me like a servant while loving another woman. Why would I choose you again?"
Murmurs of agreement rippled through the crowd. Surya's heart swelled with pride at Maira's courage.
"You heard her," he affirmed, his voice steady as he faced Mayank. "You two truly deserve each other."
Reeta and Mayank felt the sharp sting of his words, shame blending with anger in their expressions. The truth laid bare before them .
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I am Prince's pampered wife
Historical FictionIn a world where fate is as fickle, Pari, a once genius woman, suddenly awakens as a vulnerable fifteen-year-old girl, her spirit trapped in a body reviled by all. In a kingdom veiled in shadows, she encounters Prince Veer, a man of striking charm y...