Kem cho dosta?? (Gujrati nhi hun toh bhul chook maaf)
I know ye story par completed ka tag laga diya hai but still mereko ye dalna tha.. pehle socha tha next part main dalungi but ab mood change ho gaya aur idhar daal diya..
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"You lied to me!" Serenity burst into the bedroom.
Girish, who had been quietly sipping his tea, was startled by her sudden outburst.
"What are you talking about? What did I lie about?" he asked, setting the cup down carefully on the glass table.
"About Shubhra's parents!" she yelled, her eyes locked on his. "You told me she was the daughter of one of your friends—but that was a lie!"
"What do you mean? She is the daughter of a close friend," he insisted, trying to stay calm.
"Then what's their name?" she snapped, her glare cutting through him.
Girish ran a hand through his hair, clearly flustered. "That... that I can't tell you."
"Ha! The same worn-out excuse again!" she shouted, her voice trembling with fury. "The truth is, you just don't want me to know!"
In a sudden fit of rage, Serenity grabbed the flower vase from the nearby table and smashed it against the floor.
Girish flinched at the sharp crash. Shards of porcelain scattered across the room like tiny splinters of their breaking trust.
"I told you, Serenity—when the time is right, I will tell you," he said, reaching out to calm her.
But she stepped back, dodging his hand.
"No, Girish. You never will!" she shouted, pointing a trembling finger at him as she took a step forward. "Because you know what? She’s your daughter—your biological daughter—that you had with another woman!"
Girish froze, stunned, staring at her in disbelief. The room fell into a heavy silence.
"What the hell are you talking about, Serenity?" he said at last, his voice low but edged with tension. "Do you even hear yourself? You're accusing me of cheating on you?"
"Indeed!" Serenity thundered, her voice cracking with emotion. "That's the only reason you never told me about her birth parents—because she’s your daughter. The result of your affair!"
Her eyes were red, brimming with tears she was struggling to hold back.
"Oh God, woman! Do you even hear yourself?" Girish groaned, rubbing his temples in frustration. "Who’s putting these absurd ideas in your head?"
"Proof, Mr. Girish Basu. That’s what you need, right? Well, it’s right in front of you!" she snapped, shoving a stack of papers into his hands. "These are the proof—your and Shubhra’s blood test reports."
