chapter 159

After that episode.
Scenario 1.
Farru noticed that Sheetal was approaching the glass gently. She made an effort to see.
Farru didn't hesitate. He tightened his jaw and was ready to go when his leg collided with the flower pot, which crashed to the ground.
When Sheetal heard the jumbled sound, she abruptly said, "Who? Who is this?
Right now.
Sheetal's eyelids grew droopy as she heard the sound. She received no response from anyone. She was a little afraid, but after considering things, she carefully opened the glass door. She opened it slowly when suddenly the door was held. Sheetal's eyes became wider as she recognized the face. She took a breath and said, "you."
Farru turned his head to look at Sheetal. His eyes were extremely red and wet. Sheetal attempted to close the door, but Farru stopped her. She eventually had to be made to open the door by Farru because she was helpless against him. As Farru entered, Sheetal took a step back.
Sheetal asked in a tense manner, "What are you doing here?"
As soon as he heard her, Farru smirked at her. He shut the glass door behind him and replied, "What exactly am I doing here? Who else is going to visit my dolce if I don't?"
Sheetal clutched her frock firmly and pursed her lips. She was considering leaving the room quickly. She thus cast a sidelong glance at the door. "I-I didn't get it," she mumbled with a smile.
Farru made a leisurely approach to Sheetal. His alcohol-impaired eyes were fixed on her the entire time.
Farru abruptly reached out to stroke her hair, but Sheetal made a little movement.
He said in a hushed voice, "Dolce. The atmosphere was tight.
Farru approached Sheetal quite closely and delicately stroked her hair.
Sheetal was a little nervous because she knew this boy wouldn't harm her, but the point was why was he here in this position. "You're intoxicated," Sheetal said, as she made a little head movement.
"Drunk?" Farru answered with a smile as he began caressing her cheek. Sheetal looked at him with a frown and said, "Just stay away from me".

As she stated, she softly pushed him and attempted to unlock the door, but Farru grabbed her hand and said, "You can't open the door as long as I'm here with you."

“What do you mean?" asked Sheetal. As Farru said, he yanked Sheetal to him and tightly grasped her in his arm. "I said what I meant," he muttered.
"What're you up to? "You are intoxicated?" abruptly said Sheetal. "Please, dolce, lower your voice. Your aunt won't be able to hear us from here, though. So don't even think about it," Farru remarked.
Sheetal attempted to release his grip, but he was just too strong. "Hey, is this wrong?" said Sheetal.
"Dolce, what's wrong? You've seen me this way before, don't you? Farru repeated the same question again.
"Ahh, let me go," Sheetal said.
Farru, on the other hand, was watching Sheetal as she attempted to flee from him. She made a strong effort to escape his hold, but eventually gave up when she grew weary and stated, "Listen, I know you helped me that night, but that doesn't mean you can do anything you want with me. You can speak properly if you want to. Is this the right way to approach a girl?" Sheetal said with rage.
"Girl? You are not a stranger to me. You are my dolce. So I will talk with you in this manner," Farru stated as he drew her closer.
Sheetal raised her brows and moved her head slightly. She detected an odor of alcohol coming from Farru's body.
"Don't pull your gaze away from me, dolce," Farru muttered as he brushed his nose on her ear.
Sheetal clamped her eyes shut and murmured, "You're molesting me."

"molesting?" "Is that molesting?" he said as he nibbled Sheetal's earlobe.
As Sheetal felt his warmth on her earlobe, her ear began to become red. She hit on the chest and said, "What are you doing? Leave me. It's not right.
Farru tightened his teeth and asked, "Why is it wrong?" I told you that you were mine, didn't I? When she heard him, Sheetal's eyes grew smaller. Despite the fact that she was aware of his psychotic tendencies, she did not anticipate his current actions.
Farru then clasped Sheetal's face in his hands and said, "Why dolce? "Why did you kiss him?"
Sheetal's eyes widened as she heard him. She didn't understand what he was saying at first. "What are you talking about?" she stammered.
Farru drew her closer to him and inquired, "I am asking why did you kiss that bastard?" The gap between them was gone at this point. "He is my boyfriend," Sheetal replied tremblingly as she placed her hands on his shoulder.
All of a sudden, Farru yelled at Sheetal, "Boyfriend, my foot." Sheetal was startled as he yelled. Their gazes were fixed on one another. Farru was breathing really deeply. His hot breath was smashing into Sheetal's face.
"And did he hire those people to watch over you. "Is he trying to play hard with me?" Farru asked.
When Farru placed his thumb on Sheetal's lips, she was unable to speak a word to him.
Farru asked once again, "These lips?" as she touched her lips. Sheetal's lips quivered, but she couldn't utter anything. Farru gently removed his thumb from her lips while still touching his nose with his sheetal cheek. He slipped his finger from her lips and stroked her neck.
Sheetal couldn't even move her hands, and she couldn't think about what he was attempting to do. When his fingers came to rest on her collarbone, she closed her eyes.
When she heard him mutter "dolce" in her ear, she opened her eyes.
Sheetal softly bit her bottom lip. Farru, on the other hand, kissed her side of the lips and licked her lower lip where she had just bit.
"What are you doing?" As he licked Sheetal's lips, she abruptly yelled. Farru didn't like her yelling at this point. Because of this, he became irate with Sheetal. Farru warned her not to yell just now. But she didn't listen to him and yelled at him when he only brushed his lips. That made him even angrier when he recalled that Sheetal didn't enjoy his kiss but did like that bastard kiss.

Then Farru grabbed her face and yanked her to the bed. He put his entire body weight on her and bit her neck firmly.
Sheetal cried out in agony, "Ahh."
On her neck, Farru made a hickey.
"you," sheetal started kicking in the air and trying to move him. But he was so hefty. Sheetal, however, abruptly observed that he had stopped moving and had stopped kissing her neck.
Sheetal gave up trying and attempted to shove him. But his brow rested on her neck.
"Hey, get up," Sheetal urged. Farru, on the other hand, did not respond to her. So Sheetal attempted to touch his head and turn him on the other side. But when she touched it, she was startled. His entire body was on fire. His body temperature was excessively high. Sheetal widened her eyes and asked, "Hey, are you okay?"
Farru, on the other hand, dozed off on her body.
"Hey, have you got a fever?" Sheetal asked, but Farru did not react. Then Sheetal carefully turned him over on the opposite side while holding the back of his head. Sheetal leaned over him and stroked his face. She said, as she touched his cheek, "Hey, open your eyes."
But Farru had no sense, his head was on Sheetal's left palm.
"Oh my God, his fever is so high," she mumbled as she withdrew her palm away from his head and replaced it with a cushion.
She sat up and considered what she should do next. If she called her aunt now, she would bombard her with questions.
Sheetal's point of view
His body temperature is so high. I need to act quickly or things will get worse. I have to give him his medication.
....

Sheetal attempted to stand up while she was thinking, but she stopped short when she saw him holding his cloth and muttered, "Mom, please don't leave me."
Sheetal's eyebrows narrowed when she heard him. He wasn't completely unconscious, then. Sheetal glanced up and leaned in close to try to wake him up.
Sheetal said, "Hey, Mr., please open your eyes." However, he kept muttering, "Mom, don't go, please. I'm cold ".
Sheetal heard him. He was missing his mother and clutching Sheetal's cloth in his hand. Sheetal saw that he was trembling all of a sudden. Sheetal narrowed her eyes and reached out to touch him.
He was shaking because he was so freaking cold. Sheetal's eyes widened in disbelief. It was terrible. Sheetal quickly touched his feet, which were also frigid.
Sheetal mumbled, "Oh my gosh."
She turned to face him as she considered her thoughts. But she pushed her rage and hatred aside and moved closer to him. Sheetal inhaled and exhaled deeply, drawing him near to her. She gave him a bear hug while wrapping him in a blanket. She needed to keep him warm.
Farru hugged Sheetal as she hugged him. "Mom, please," he murmured. Sheetal's heart was beating quickly. She put her hand on his head and murmured, "Be calm. "Here I am ".
He whimpered as he whispered, "Mom."
He had a tear in the corner of his eye, Sheetal noted. "Heyy," she muttered as she stroked his palm slowly, but his shaking didn't cease.
These symptoms were not acceptable. Sheetal attempted to warm him up, but it didn't work. She thus made an effort to release his hold in order to get up. Farru, on the other hand, had a firm grip on her. "Hello, I'm not leaving. I'm only doing it for you. "Please let your hands go," Sheetal said. Farru blinked his eyes gently and relaxed his clutches like a good boy. Sheetal hurriedly sprang up, covered him in the blanket, and added, "I'll be there in 2 minutes." Sheetal didn't waste any time and walked downstairs to make tamarind juice.
It would help him to vomit, or else Sheetal couldn't give him any kind of medicine.
As soon as Sheetal had finished making the tamarind juice, she walked upstairs with a bucket. When Sheetal closed the door, Joyce opened her bedroom door to see.

Joyce once again shut the door after noticing that nobody was around.

Sheetal came to him and called him, "Hey, can you hear me? Can you sit up?"
Farru blinked his eyes, just partially awake. Sheetal tried to sit him up and said, "Hey, drink that." Farru sat up gently, resting his head on Sheetal's neck.
Sheetal: Drink it, Mr.
Sheetal attempted to feed him after lowering the glass. Farru took a sip as well.
However, he puked and made a disgusted grimace as he sipped.
Sheetal: Hey, don't hold it up, just throw it up.
Farru couldn't take it any longer and puked at the end. As Sheetal held a bucket in front of him, he vomited everything up.
Sheetal stroked his back. He slumped on Sheetal after puking up. Sheetal slid the bucket aside while holding him up with one hand.
She removed the bottle's top and told him to sip water.
Farru hugged Sheetal instead and refused to drink.
Sheetal scolded him, "Hey, don't be so obstinate. You've got a fever ".