The heartbeat of a gang leader-1✔

part 15: She Loves to Invite Problems

Episode#15:- (Inviting problems is her 2nd name or she loves to invite problems)

Swara sat with her head bowed, nervously playing with her fingers as Sanskar waited for her response. He didn't say anything more and started the car, knowing well that Swara wouldn't escape without giving an explanation. Lost in her thoughts, she didn't notice when Sanskar halted the car near a cliff.

Sanskar stared straight ahead, not looking at her. "You know, Swara, why Shekhar uncle made us marry each other?"

Swara remained silent, and Sanskar continued, "Because he believed you needed a partner who could protect you from every problem, from every pain. He trusted me to be that person. But the irony is, no matter how much I want to protect you, you never stop creating problems for yourself, whether it's physically or mentally."

Sanskar's voice grew more intense. "I know our relationship began out of responsibility, but it didn't take me long to fall in love with you. I wanted to protect you, to take care of you, but I can't do it alone. How can I protect you when you won't tell me anything? You always push me away."

Swara's eyes welled up with tears. She understood that Shekhar entrusted her to Sanskar, but she had always kept him at a distance. Despite knowing how deeply Sanskar loved her and how he had proven it repeatedly, she had often hurt him by hurting herself. She knew he loved her dearly, yet she continued to offend him with her stubbornness and secrecy.

Sanskar's voice was stern. "I want an explanation, Swara."

Swara whispered, "I don't have money in my bank account."

Sanskar was shocked, turning to look at her with a jerk. "What? What the hell are you saying? I deposited around 5 million in your account when you were in Shimla. How is it possible that you don't have any money now?"

Swara replied, "It was there, but now it's not."

Sanskar, clearly frustrated, demanded, "Stop talking in circles. Where is the money I deposited? And if you used it, why didn't you ask me for more? We never stopped you from spending money. Why didn't you tell us?"

Swara bent her head and began to speak, "When I decided to move to Kolkata from Shimla, I was handling all the arrangements. On my second-to-last day in Shimla, I saw an orphanage. Some goons were throwing out the orphanage's belongings, and an old couple was pleading with them not to do this. I learned that the orphanage owners, the old couple, had taken a loan of 5 million, which they couldn't repay."

Without hesitation, I went to the bank, withdrew the entire amount, and paid off the goons."

Sanskar was speechless, staring ahead at the selfless yet reckless girl beside him. Calmly, he asked, "If you gave away the whole amount, why didn't you tell me? And why didn't I get a notification about such a large withdrawal?"

Swara's voice was almost inaudible. "I asked the bank manager not to inform you."

Sanskar, feeling a mix of pride and frustration, sighed deeply. "What should I do with you, Swara? It's admirable that you helped someone, but why risk your life? If you didn't have enough money for food and transportation, you must have skipped your medicine too."

Swara's blood ran cold. The medicine Sanskar referred to was crucial for her health.

Sanskar, seeing her silent reaction, realized she had missed her medication. Without delay, he turned her towards him, gripping her shoulders tightly. His grip was so firm that Swara felt a shiver of fear from his intense gaze.

Sanskar, his voice slow and dangerous, said, "Mrs. Swara Sanskar Maheshwari, did you miss your medicine even for a single day? Answer me!" He roared the last part, his anger palpable.