40. Rot In Hell

FLASHBACK

ARHAAN

The moment I entered my house, I saw her talking to someone else. Who the fuck was she talking to?

I quickly walked towards her and grab the phone from her before she could even hang up. I wanted to know who was she talking to.

She continued to look at me in horror while I placed the earpiece on my ear.

"Raahi, I hope you understand what I say."

It was my mother's voice.

This bitch was turning my mother against me? I slammed the telephone on the floor and Raahi flinched.

She stayed there, shivering in fear and thinking about my actions. But before I dealt with her, I had to make sure I deal with my mother. Because whatever she was doing, wasn't correct.

I dialled my father's number and waited for him to pick up.

"Hello, Dad," I spoke as soon as he picked up the call.

"Yes, Arhaan. What happened?" He questioned.

"Your wife is getting out of your hands," I scoffed.

"What do you mean?" He growled.

"Your wife means my mom was supporting Raahi in this little stint that she