Always Yours

Finally truth is out (most important chapter)

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I hope you all are doing well

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"What the hell are you doing? Speak up!" Rudra demanded, rising from his seat, his voice laced with authority.

Shivansh hesitated for a moment before stepping aside, revealing what lay behind him. And
"MahaK's mom and dad were standing in front of Rudra, crying. They went to him and held onto his feet, pleading, forgive us

"They started saying that they have received the punishment for their actions, but they just want to see their daughter one last time. Rudra helped them up and told them, 'You want to see her, but before that, you need to tell us the whole truth, in front of Mahak.' Just then, Dr. Chaudhary arrived and said, 'You have to do as I say.' He then took them to Mahak's room,

Mr. and Mrs. Agnotri started crying when they saw Mahak in this condition. Mrs. Agnotri looked at Mr. Agnotri and said, All this happened because of me. I ruined everything. Because of my greed and my bad intentions. If I wanted, I could have saved everyone's lives today. But I have been punished for my sins.

"Mr. Agnihotri looked at Mrs. Agnihotri and said, 'As much as you are responsible for this, I am equally to blame. It all started with me because she was my first wife, and I did not value her.'"

Rudra shot them both a furious glare and snapped, “If you're done with your dramatics, then spit out the whole truth—fast! Why does Mahak keep having panic attacks? And why does she keep saying, ‘I didn’t kill Mom... I’m guilty... I did it’?”

The moment those words left Rudra’s mouth, Mr. Agnihotri’s eyes welled up, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably. Mrs. Agnihotri took a shaky breath before whispering, “I’ll tell you everything… because it all started with me.”

This happened years ago…

I was 26, young, hot, beautiful, and single, with only one obsession—money. I didn’t care how I got it. That’s how I ended up working as a secretary in Mr. Agnihotri’s office. He was 32, married, and had a 10-year-old daughter, but none of that mattered to me. The more time I spent around him, the more I wanted him—maybe I was obsessed. And why wouldn’t I be? He was rich, handsome, and powerful.

Then I found out he didn’t love his wife. Their marriage had been arranged when he was just 20, forced on him by his family. His wife—Mahak’s mother—wasn’t beautiful, wasn’t educated, didn’t know how to carry herself in high society. She didn’t fit his world, and he never took her to parties or business events. No one even knew she existed because he was too ashamed to introduce her as his wife.

That’s when I made my move.

I started accompanying him to events, letting people assume I was his wife. And soon, he started introducing me as one. I was sure he’d leave her for me. He was just as obsessed with me as I was with him.

But then, she found out.

Mahak’s mother wasn’t the quiet, submissive type. She confronted him, and when he had no excuse, she told her father—who was even richer and more powerful than Mr. Agnihotri himself. Her father gave him an ultimatum: leave the mistress or be destroyed.

Mr. Agnihotri didn’t even hesitate.

He cut all ties with me. Stopped talking to me. Threw me out of his office. Humiliated me in front of everyone.

I lost everything.

And I hated them for it. Mahak and her mother had ruined my life. I begged, pleaded, but he never looked back. Eventually, he convinced his wife to come back with Mahak, and they became a family again.