𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒: 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐋𝐘 𝐎𝐁𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍

24. ROBERT

RAJVEER S. RAJVANSH

I step into the dimly lit warehouse, my eyes fixed on Robert, who's tied to a chair. My men stand guard, their faces expressionless. I'm fueled by rage and a desire for justice.

I grasp a length of steel rod, feeling its weight in my hand. Robert looks up, a hint of fear in his eyes. He knows what's coming.

I raise the rod, my arm trembling with restraint. "You tried to kill me, Prashi...and my our unborn child is dead because of you. Just because of you!," I hiss, my voice low and deadly.

With a swift motion, I bring the rod down, striking Robert's knees. He cries out in pain, but I don't stop. I hit him again and again, each blow fueled by my anger and sense of betrayal.

Robert's screams echo through the warehouse, but I'm numb to them. I'm consumed by my desire for revenge.

Finally, I stop, my chest heaving with exertion. Robert slumps forward, broken and battered. I stand over him, my eyes blazing with fury.

"You'll never hurt anyone I love again because you will never see the sun again. You rotten bastard rat," I snarl, dropping the rod to the ground.

"Rajveer, papa is here." Vikram whispered in my ears.

My father, Amarjeet, enters the warehouse, his eyes fixed on Robert with a mix of anger and disappointment. "Robert, why?" he asks, his voice firm but controlled. "Why did you try to kill my son, my unborn grandchild?huh!?"

Robert looks up, his eyes filled with a mix of pain and defiance. "Because of you, Amarjeet," he spits out. "Because of your happiness, your success."

My father's expression turns puzzled. "Kya!? What are you talking about?"

Robert's gaze drops, his voice taking on a nostalgic tone. "I loved Rakhi, your wife, from the very beginning. But she never loved me back. She only loved you, Amarjeet."

I feel a shock run through me. Robert's words are like a slap in the face. I had no idea he harbored feelings for my mother.

My father's face got stilled, his eyes filled with disgust. "Robert, I had no idea. Why didn't you ever say anything?"

Robert's laughter is bitter. "What was the point? You had Rakhi's heart, and I was just a footnote in her life. But I couldn't accept it. I wanted her to leave you, to be with me."

Amarjeet's expression turns stern. "And when that didn't work out, you tried to ruin me, to destroy everything I hold dear."

Robert nods, his eyes flashing with anger. "Yes, I did. I manipulated Rakhi, to leave always. I helped her into fleeing. I played on her fears and doubts. But she never left you, Amarjeet. She always came crawling back to you."

My father's voice is heavy with anger. "And when that didn't work, you tried to kill my son, killed my unborn grandchild."

Robert's gaze rises, his eyes filled with hatred. "Yes, I did. I wanted to ruin you, Amarjeet. I wanted to take away everything that makes you happy."

The room falls silent, the only sound Robert's labored breathing. My father's face is etched with pain and anger, his eyes filled with horror. I can see the weight of Robert's words crushing him.

Suddenly, My father's face turns red with rage, his eyes blazing with fury. "You treacherous snake!" he thunders, his voice echoing off the warehouse walls. He groped the collar of Robert's shirt "I took you in as a friend, trusted you with my family's secrets, and this is how you repay me?"

He takes a step closer to Robert, his fists clenched. "You manipulated my wife, tried to destroy my son, his love and killed my unborn grandchild. You're going to repay for it, Robert."

Robert cowers under my father's wrath, his eyes wide with fear. "Amarjeet, please..."

But my father is unforgiving. "You don't need to worry I'll not kill you, Robert. You deserve to rot in hell that I'll specially created for you."

He turns to my men. "Take him away. Make sure he never sees the light of day again."

As they drag Robert away, my father's anger slowly gives way to sorrow. He turns to me, his eyes filled with tears. "Rajveer, I'm so sorry. I had no idea he felt this way."

I nod, still trying to process the revelation. "It's not your fault, dad. You couldn't have known."

My father's gaze drops, his voice barely above a whisper. "I should have seen the signs. I should have protected my family better."

I put a hand on his shoulder. "You did the best you could, dad. That's all anyone can ask for."

"Rajveer, I'm sorry," he says, his voice sincere. "I'm sorry for being a jerk dad to you. I was so caught up in my own ambitions, my own desires, that I neglected you, ignored your feelings."

I'm taken aback by his words, but I nod, accepting his apology. "I know you did what you thought was best, Dad."

Amarjeet shakes his head. "No, I didn't. I was wrong, and I hurt you. But I want to make it right, starting now."

He pauses, a small smile on his face. "I want to arrange your wedding to Prashi in the most luxurious way possible. I want to give you the best wedding you deserve, the better wedding than I gave your mother. And yeah please become my successor. I can't handle the business without you."

I'm touched by his words, feeling a sense of closure and new beginnings. "Thank you, dad. That means a lot to me."

Amarjeet's expression turns serious. "I want to be a better father to you, Rajveer. I want to be there for you, to support you, to love you."

I nod, feeling a sense of hope and renewal. "I'd like that, dad."

We hug, a sense of forgiveness and understanding between us. I know that our relationship will never be the same, that we've turned a corner, and I'm grateful for it.

Just as my father and I are sharing a moment of reconciliation, Vihaan appears from behind, a huge smile on his face. "Rajveer, Prashi has regained consciousness!"

My heart leaps with joy, and I quickly get up from my seat, my father following close behind. "How is she?" I ask Vihaan, my voice filled with concern.

"She's stable," Vihaan replies. "The doctors say she's going to be okay."
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