chapter 148
After that episode.
"Let them be happy, please. After all, when I return here, Daniel will be mine, "Maria added with a smile. James had a hard time understanding his daughter, but he was certain that she was preparing something big. Also, if Maria truly wanted to care for them on her own, he would be relieved because he is already in danger.
But James questioned, "But Maria, I simply want to know what Daniel told you?"
"Dad, what would he say?" " Just guessing?" Maria said with a shrug. "He already knows that I tried to kick that girl out of the test, right?" James said after a minute, arching his brow.
Maria crossed her hands and gave a nod.
"I think he learned about it someway. He then told me how much he hated me. "He loves Sheetal and there is no place for me in his heart, that’s all," Maria said in a casual manner.
Maria appeared to be at ease, but her heart wasn't. Her heart appeared to be shattered, but she was unable to stop it. She couldn’t scream, she couldn’t cry because she promised to herself that she wouldn’t be weak anymore.
Daniel truly took her as a guarantee. But she would never make the same mistake twice.
This time, Daniel would come to her, and she wouldn’t go to him.
"Baby, I'm sorry." I truly couldn't do anything," James said, his voice sorrowful and displeased. He was upset, and it was clear in his tone. Maria sighed and moved toward her father. "Dad," she murmured as she placed her hands on her father's shoulder.
She squeezed and responded, "Why are you saying sorry? Whatever you did, it was only for my sake. But that's okay; we'll have another chance in the future, right?"
James made no response to his daughter. When she saw him in that way, she sat next to her and took his hand in hers.
She said, looking into his eyes, "Dad, I promise next time Daniel will come to you for your daughter’s hand. And I am thinking of something, dad".
"What's that?" James asked.
"I guess I should take care of certain business as well." "Why don't I run the London one?" asked Maria.
After a time, James finally smiled, and his whole face lit up. "Really? "Don't worry, sweetie; just let me know when you want," James said.
Maria spoke the phrase, "After tomorrow?"
James' voice suddenly went low, asking, "What??"
"Yeah, dad. "I want to fly to London on tomorrow's flight and then join," Maria stated. She was desperate to get out of Mexcio as quickly as possible.
James took a deep breath and gazed up at his daughter. He knew his daughter was doing all of this because she wanted to take her revenge.
Jame responded, "As you say, baby." Maria smiled at her father, and James smiled back.
Maria didn't want to share her plans with her father. She genuinely didn't want to expose anything to anyone this time. She has a lot to learn about her father's business. She desired the power because it was the one thing that could bring Daniel to her.
…..
Scenario 1.
the next day.
Sheetal shifted her head to the side and slowly opened her eyes. She had really sleepy eyes. She reached out to get her phone from the table. She moved her hand in that direction but failed to locate it. So she sat up on the bed and turned to the left to check her phone. But when she looked around, she noticed there was no phone on the table.
"Where is my phone?" While yawning, Sheetal muttered.
She narrowed her eyes and peered behind the lamp, but there was no phone.
"What the hell? I put my phone here," Sheetal spoke out. She couldn't find the phone. She was about to get up and looked around the table.
But her phone was nowhere to be found. She also looked at the ground.
Sheetal said in an irritating tone, "Damn, I put it here last night."
Sheetal suddenly shifted her pillow to look, and when she did, she was able to spot her phone. She let out a sigh and grabbed the phone. She checked her Twitter after unlocking her phone. She took her water bottle and opened it to drink as she was checking the phone.
But in the middle of drinking, she narrowed her eyes and stopped.
She looked at the bottle and saw that there wasn't much water in it.
However, as far as she could recall, she didn't even drink any water last night. She was certain that she had brought a full bottle of water. How could there be little water then?
Sheetal looked at the sliding door slowly and then widened her eyes.
Sheetal's point of view
What is going on? I clearly recall closing the door. I set this phone down on the table and grabbed a full bottle of water, but now there is a little water left.
......
Sheetal abruptly shook her head and sprang out of bed.
"No, no, it can't be," she murmured as she opened the door and stepped out onto the balcony.
She gave a quick glance in all directions before turning to face the dropped flower pot. Sheetal cautiously walked there and took a quick glance from the balcony. Then she slowly glanced up, wondering about him.
She was certain he came last night. She made the correct guess. Last night, he hit with this pot, which is why it dropped.
Sheetal came in and sat on the bed, thinking about Farru.
She was completely ignorant of both his identity and name.
He helped her overcome her trauma. However, it didn't imply that she had to accept everything he did.
Sheetal rolled over in her bed and narrowed her eyes. She felt irritable as she was considering all of this. How disrespectful of him to enter her room last night.
She would never forgive him for what happened this time. So Sheetal made the decision to remain up tonight.
Henna abruptly flung open the door and cheerfully blurted out "sheetal."
Henna flashed her teeth in a smile. Sheetal maintained a neutral expression as she viewed the henna. She didn't want to tell anyone about it because she was nervous about what others would think.
They would undoubtedly urge Sheetal to go to the police for protection, which she didn't want to do. She also didn't know why she didn't want to do this, though. It's possible that she was grateful to him or that she had a warm spot for him.
Sheetal responded with a smile, "Henna."
"You're still lying in bed, right? Today is the day of your results," Henna yelled.
Sheetal asked in a startled and quiet voice, "Today?" She had forgotten about this important day.
"Yes, today," Henna answered cheerfully. She hopped back onto the bed and replied, "I thought you were still asleep. But here you are, lazy pig".
"No, I wasn't sleeping; I was thinking about something," Sheetal said. However, she paused in the middle of a statement.
Sheetal's point of view.
Dammit! What I've done. This was something I didn't want to say. It was a slip of the tongue. Now I have to control it or Henna will understand everything.
......
Sheetal hesitated as she thought, "I was asleep, after all. Last night I felt a bit fatigued ".
Sheetal pretended to be exhausted after saying this. She began touching the back of her neck and tilting her head.
Seeing Sheetal in this way, Henna narrowed her eyes and asked sternly, "What did you do last night, girl? And I definitely heard you say you were thinking about something; could you tell me what it is?"
Sheetal had a weird smile and said, "W-what are you saying?"
Sheetal asked while stuttering.
Henna remarked as she raised her hands, "I definitely heard you say that."
Next episode.
"Move, let me look," Henna said as she shoved several of them in front of the scoreboard. She began to look up the registration number for herself and Sheetal. Sheetal, on the other hand, was attempting to see the other scoreboard. The atmosphere was tight.
Even though Sheetal was aware that she did well on her exam, she was also somewhat nervous.
To be continued.
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