Vyansh knew well enough what Vikrant intended--and of what he intended to do. "Whatever you are about, Vikrant, think," he said in a low, unemotional voice. I still think that I was wrong to marry Ratika. And do you think Ishani did all this before you came and did anything with her? We cannot even imagine doing some things, and sometimes, people are compelled to do them.

Vyansh replied, "You know Ishani would not do this to you without some purpose—there is no action in this world that has no purpose." Provided that it is possible, give her an opportunity. Perhaps the introduction of her into your life would change things.

Vikrant gritted his teeth in rage. No one in this world can change the life of Vikrant Singh Shekhawat. Should anyone attempt it, I will kill them out of existence. And the desperation of a person—I do not mind that. There is no other punishment other than death because of betrayal, and Vikrant Singh Shekhawat is not a passer of death. He makes people suffer."

As he talked, Vikrant found his thoughts wandering to the face of Ishani, and his eyes blazed with anger.

Vyansh had the innocent face of Ishani come to him, and he felt sympathy; none knew Vikrant intimately enough to know that Vikrant was a man who could not easily part with his woman. And he drank a swallow and said, Fine—whatever you want. But at least consider Ishani once. You do not find such a pretty and youthful wife every day. You are a fortunate husband to have a twenty-year-old wife at thirty-three. He forced a small smile.

Vikrant was enraged and threw the drink in his hand directly to the face of Vyansh. Vyansh closed his eyes immediately, and the smile vanished. Vikrant sneered, "Had you not been so near me, you would not be alive at this moment. Consider yourself lucky. But do not look on me to spare you every time.

"And that cheating girl? I am interested neither in feeble-minded fools like her.

Vikrant, saying so, got up, stormed out, and made a call. The hotel manager picked up the phone with shaking. He invented something to say to the receiver, which was, Sir, Ishani did not arrive at the hotel today—should I ask some other member of the staff to come?

No need, "Vikrant," his angry voice said, "that girl will have some food for me."

Bring her here cold as she is, Vikrant said coldly and terminated the call. Then, pushing his phone with an angry shake, he said, "You think that you can get out of me by not coming here?" No, little wife—that is the greatest mistake you have. You do not know a single thing: once a person comes into the life of Vikrant Singh Shekhawat, he or she does not leave before I choose to leave him/her. And I will never have that chance with thee.

His speech was full of outrage, and his eyes glowed with anger.

Vyansh was frozen in disbelief looking at Vikrant. It was no new experience with him to see his friend in a rage, but this... this was madness.